A very busy little spider created a very sturdy, but gossamer web next to the sidewalk. Some bird, flying over-head and in no particular notion to shed a feather, did so anyway.
The feather drifted slowly down, through the Rio Grande Cottonwood branches and came to a stop in the home of the spider.
And me….
I saw it and took a photo!
Linda
Life on a Colorado Farm 
You are like me…I always notice those things and celebrate them
don’t always take a picture though (o:
Love those sunset pictures
at first I thought the house was on fire
The pen set is beautiful….
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Wow—that’s one sturdy spider web, don’t you think???? Neat picture, Linda…. I don’t care much for spiders–but I do love to see how they weave their webs… It’s amazing!!!
Thanks for sharing.
Hugs,
Betsy
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Interesting thing to happen! I wonder if the spider thought she’d caught Moby Dick or was just ticked off because all her word was ruined.
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You have the heart of an artist and the spirit of a poet!
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OK, so I’m a bird nerd and instead of the poetry I wonder “where did that come from?” Looks like a wing feather to me, bigger on one side than the other, and fairly tight-webbed, from a dove maybe? They should be molting about now.
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Don’t you just love those little things in life that you know are a special gift just for you!
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I like the randomness that you have spotlighted here. It’s just right for me this evening when I feel strangely disconcerted. It will pass. 🙂
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Great capture for the spider..I wonder what he or she thought??:)
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And then dozens of people around the world heard about it and began to think of creation and how all things are connected for a purpose. For His glory.
~Faith
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🙂
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I followed you over from Northview Diary and found your blog, homey, informative and as comfortable as a conversation with a friend on the front porch. I was about to head home and ran into your observation of the feather suspended in the spider web.
Poetry. I love poetry 🙂
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