After posting my spider poem last week, I received two wonderful "connected" poems. So, with thanks to Maureen, I would like to share the one by E. B. White:
The Spider's Web
The spider, dropping down from twig, Unfolds a plan of her devising, A thin premeditated rig To use in rising. And all that journey down through space, In cool descent and loyal hearted, She spins a ladder to the place From where she started. Thus I, gone forth as spiders do In spider's web a truth discerning, Attach one silken thread to you For my returning.
I googled this poem and learned that it was first published anonymously in 1929. Since EBW happens to be one of my all-time favorite writers, I have to confess that despite the fact I can't read the end of Charlotte's Web without wet eyes I love his delicious and subtle sense of humor. (I was somewhat mollified about my own tears when I heard the author himself, during an NPR interview, tell about how it took him many tries -- I remember "17" -- to read that ending aloud for the audio book, without choking up.)
But this is meant to be a photography blog! I am going first to include a few fun images, mostly recent, to celebrate some of the many facets of this profession:
a witness to unexpected cultural shifts --
|This is a small railroad station in rural England! But who showed up needing info while we were there? a female Japanese, on a Sunday afternoon, when the station building was closed! No available Ladies Toilets....|
and population shifts, in rural Kentucky.
Also a witness to nature's wonders, in this case trying to show by looking down from above how long these stems are --
and how tall the trees --
|an extremely warm and humid July evening|
As for the deer, who are beautiful, they are still like rodents! Just ask our sunflower plants and the corn we didn't bother to plant.
|one of the twins, with mama doe nearby|
Since I started today's post with webs, I am pulling up two more web views from our Appalachian woods, as a way of expressing the on-going need we all have to connect, to trust, to work together -- and to work hard at doing all that. Through this effort, we can honor those fallen Norwegians, their families, and their wonderful but wounded nation.
|Each web is a sign of hope for a new day.|