"The web of our life is of a mingled yarn,
good and ill together."
William Shakespere, from All's Well that Ends Well
Just something I'm thinking about today...the way lives are knit together...how friends become friends, stay friends...or sometimes not...yet once there was a web between, binding, interwoven, unique. Thinking too, how sometimes that web remains and sometimes it's blown away on the next season's wind. Like loved ones who are with us for awhile...and then gone.
I took these photographs in early February. One morning the entire hedgerow behind our pond was filled with these (seemingly) overnight creations. I don't know which spider spins these webs, but aren't they the most marvelous constructions? They suit my mood today as I look at them and wonder about "good and ill together." Threads. Mingled yarn. Lives intertwined.
Today is my mother's birthday. If she was still with me, she would be 88. I can't imagine her that old. But I like to imagine that one of those webs in the hedgerow is hers, next to mine, along with all the others we've known and loved...and have yet to know and love.
Just something I'm thinking about today...