Yesterday I was gone from home for a long time...
Lola has kept a close eye on me today.
Her work for the day I suppose.
The spider's are busy this week, will be busy now.
It's the season.
This morning one wove a web across my entry way.
I needed through so I broke the web, but felt bad about it.
The spider had worked hard all morning creating it's web.
I am stitching a quote by Herman Melville on to a piece of cloth. It's one that I keep in my side bar:
"We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men, and among these fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects."
Today I discovered a new poem to add to my favorites while listening to an interview with Naomi Shihab Nye.
From "Cross that Line" (which can be read or heard here):
"What countries may we
What lines should we all