My kitchen faces East, and every morning I have a beautiful view of the rising sun and am privy to whatever is happening in the world of nature.
With Fall upon us I see those gossamer spider web threads everywhere. The light perfectly displays them on the deck railing, the lilac bushes, the hanging flower pots. They look so beautiful, but not so much in my laundry room where I was aghast at finding a rather large web in a corner.
Good old Walt came to mind as I was mesmerized by the glistening threads, thinking of where the bridges I’ve formed lead? Deep musings. Time for another cup of coffee!
Ceaselessly musing my old college friend, bridges from years gone by still connect us.
Amen, Sister.
You my dear friend are the filament that holds us all together. Then you climb to the filament of all you’re friends and we become a tangled weave of love and support.
Ooh…isn’t that a lovely way to look at life? All of us joined by those filaments of love! Back at you, Friend!