Weaving Bright Torches

Caught this spiders web out of the corner of my eye while eating breakfast on the patio.These spiders are really busy right now, maybe it is the heavy dew which makes them so apparent in the early morning, but I swear that they were not there when I went to bed and while you and I have been dreaming, they have been busy; really busy. Myth has it that spider wove the dream of the world that has become our reality. In that weaving are all the threads that make up our life and how they get joined together in often mysterious ways. Some say it's the web of fate to get caught up and become spiders dinner. That's enough to make you think about how you want to live your life. At a memorial service a friend attended last week, this was quoted in the eulogy. "I want my life to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. Life is no brief candle for me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for a moment, and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations. [from A Splendid Torch by George Bernard Shaw].

Spiders Web