You is in Spidah Town Now

Photo Credit: Krista Nelson

I was out walking and saw these butterflies. Their wings were three inches high and their colors were yellow and black. They were feeding on the purple flowers of the butterfly bush. A few days later with far less blooms these same bushes were visited by me and smaller white butterflies with fast moving wings. Larger black bees accompanied us. There bottoms looked heavy and swollen resembling that of beetles. They were bigger than the bumble bees I had seen floating in and out of the flowering weeds. A few days after this, I noticed the proliferation of elaborate spider webs. Steady in the weed bushes, they caught the due drops and small flying life. And then I saw it. One day on a walk with my dog on a street we frequented along our regular route at a place where I have seen many a spectacular thing like Rose of Sharon blooming lavender out of a crack in the street side of the gray cement curb, a skinny tree in Autumn completely engulfed in a blaze of fire-orange leaves, and a dark brown wooden bird house suspended from a branch in someone’s front yard, I saw a spiderweb connecting the lowest branch of a thin berry producing tree to the grass on the ground below it. It was perhaps five feet high and it swayed thick with it’s strands unsteady in the wind, threatening to dislodge and wrap itself around something unexpected. As I passed by, I caught the swift movements of the spider, the size of a half dollar, sliding in a choppy rhythm downward toward the sidewalk in perhaps a fit of spinning and connecting this trap too big to fail. I kept moving forward. I imagined the spider behind me calling out to all, “Butterfly, bee, what? Bring it. Come by me, hear. You in Spider Town now. Yea, you is in Spidah Town now.” I feared for my little dog in the fantasy I created. We moved on quickly and never looked back.

Today I took a different route. Spider’s mark the change. Time to move on and take on the next task. Declare a milestone reached or a plateau to overcome. There’s a bit more wind in the trees for September. People talk more about sleeping. I wonder what dreams will come.

Photo Credit: Krista Nelson

Select one of your favorite dreams and write it down. Be descriptive. Feel it. Breathe life into it. Make it happen. Just get it done now!

Enjoy the process. And let me know how it’s going. I love happy endings. And I love comments too. Leave me one below.