“Where?” I ask, holding my breath and my macro lens in anticipation of something wonderful.
He points to something among the tomato leaves. I see a fine wisp of silk gently swaying but nothing else.
”I can’t see anything,” I repeat, moving carefully closer and raising the lens just in case.
“Just below my finger here,” he places his finger slightly closer with a careful instruction as to what leaf I should be looking at. “She has a yellow marking,” he adds.
With each of our movements she scrambles protectively and I up my stealth meter.
“Ah! I see her now,” I whisper, relieved and excited by yet another miraculous minuscule inhabitant in my little garden. Snap. I take a photo, just in case she disappears into miniature oblivion before I can manage a better shot.
She does have yellow markings! If I can just get close enough without alarming her spidey senses….
Yes! She will pose for the crazy camera lady. Her mother must have warned her of the perils in living here.
’You must be brave,’ she advised, ‘and always look your finest. This could be your chance to shine before all the world and to change the hearts of humans towards our kind. I shall always be with you, little one,” the mother’s voice faded into the blue as her tiny creation floated away on the silken strand of separation.
“Now, I must be inconspicuous,” the tiny one reminded herself. “Just blend in and be singularly magnificent.” She took a deep breath and began weaving….
Inconspicuous
unobtrusive, camaflouged, concealed, hidden, indistinct, insignificant, low-key, ordinary, plain, quiet, retiring, secretive, shy, subtle, tenous, modest, unassuming, unemphatic, unostentatious..
Inconspicuous
With unobtrusive brilliance she was born,
on an unassuming cloudless Summer morn,
her presence cleverly concealed
as her mother sought to shield
her tender newness.
She camaflouged the nest
and delivered her bequest
to the plain and modest few
that she barely even knew.
”My children,” she delivered
as they blinked and softly shivered,
”You must leave, I cannot follow
for my path leads to the hollow.”
(she looks to the soft earth)
”Keep yourself concealed
and soon shall be revealed
the wonder of your unimposing
walk through Mother’s world.
Although you be discretional
you’ll surely be exceptional
as long as you remain
unnoticed, unseen, plain.
But when She comes,
who has the eye
to see your beauty
by and by,
do not run!
Stand as brave as she
and as unimposing be
to share an ordinary
glimpse of life’s perfection.”
Then they floated out of sight,
unnoticed, to their plight
like dust drifting through the air
to their future,
who knows where…
Cheryl KP copyright
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This touching scene from one of my favorite children’s books put to film says it all…
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Beautiful poem and perspective. I almost glanced past this post since I’m really not a fan of spiders, but you see – it worked, the perspective changed. 🙂
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To me, reality is 90% perspective. More control than we sometimes realize. 😊
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So brave!
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😀
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I love your photography! Great pic of the spidey, and I loved the clip … makes me want to watch that movie again!
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It’s a good one Jill!
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Amazing detail in that photo! I remember a teacher reading Charlotte’s Web to our class in elementary school. When the scene from your video clip came up, she had to get the smartest student to read for her because she was so teary eyed. That sure made an impression. Good thing there was a happy ending after that scene.
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I cried just watching the clip. Cartoon Debbie Reynolds or CG Julia Roberts. Still a tear jerking scene. Thanks JoAnna.
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Beautiful photography, Cheryl. I love the way you look at things. We are kind to spiders. They are amazing creatures.
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They are Master weavers, Dan. In the spiritual world of many native cultures, she is viewed as a goddess mother of the Earth. She figured prominently at the very beginning of my original novel. I have grown to admire the spider more and more.
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One summer, a big black and yellow spider built a web on the rarely-used side of our double front door and stayed there for a couple of months. When she left, she left behind an egg sac which we took and put it in the natural area of our back yard. I still kind of miss her.
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They are ethereal, tenacious creatures, John. I’m finding my way towards comeraderie with them, having been bitten several times by less timid varieties. I keep waiting for those superpowers to kick in…😉
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Pretty great thoughts and image of her too.
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Thank you Deborah!
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You’re welcome!
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You do show us these wondrous creatures in a different light. You ask us to care. I do.
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On behalf of the tiny world I thank you, Pam.
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