Webs



I found this industrious spider by my back door. He had spun a web from my deck floor to my roof overhang. When he first caught my eye he was busily encasing a bug into its threads. I watched him off and on as I watered the back yard and took a early morning swim. Eventually I came into the house to grab my cameras. I took about 20 photos between 2 cameras, and am unhappy with all of the photos. My favorite is one I took on macro settings, with a small light, it shows the web beautifully, yet the spider is a bit over exposed, this one the spider is perfect and the web a bit under exposed. I am still playing with them in Photoshop, this photo unedited. As it seems like most of the things in my life I have not yet achieved the right ratio of light and shadows, of balance. I am struggling these days in the roles of wife and mother. Perhaps it is simply more difficult to understand what a near grown woman needs. One day she is a mature young adult, seemingly aware, seemingly mature admittedly a bit quirky young woman. The next day she is a petulant child, demanding more of my time, angry for perceived injustices, and we become like oil and water, chalk on the blackboard. I go from being her beloved Mia to MOTHER in the heavy sigh that escapes through her lips. Parenting teenagers is very rough work and sometimes I wish simply to pound my head on cinder blocks. This week I have been both Mia and mother, and I am okay with that. I have been praying that this summer is the summer of transition for her, one where she decides to step up into her own life. To make the commitment to herself and her future. Once she decides that she will be a force of nature. She rocks, I only hope that she figures that out soon. This morning is mom and daughter breakfast with my best friend and her godmother. It is good karma. Today I will likely be Mia.