The distraction while I worked today.

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There has been a string of creatures posing for me in the back yard, this grasshopper, the spider, a dragonfly, all within a few days. I wonder if they are seeking me out, you know like they know I will get them a nice photo? Maybe there are some little signs hanging on blades of grass advertising my work. Probably not.

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Found a spider in the yard, we had a lovely session. He made webs, I took pictures.

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It did not happen all at once, but I remember specific incidents that led to the death of my childhood. Death might be harsh, but there is a time when I recall there being no “adult things” to get in the way of fun in the winter. And then gradually… I learned of horrible stupid, responsibilities that just suck any chance of enjoying certain events to the fullest.  The one that sticks in the memory banks the most is shoveling the roof.  I really thought it was a joke. I can understand shoveling the walks and driveway, even as a kid that makes sense, but what kills any chance of enjoying a good storm is the roof thing. So, you mean I got to get on a ladder, then the roof and put the snow on the ground? Any kid would tell you – “Just let it melt!”. It is even closer to the sun… melting is what it should do. But no, I could get Ice Dams… another winter soul killer. The name sounds kind of cool, something you would want to build as a kid and jump your sled over. Nope, Ice Dams destroy your house… and I guess your childhood innocence too. Mr. Andersen, my neighbor told me about all this crap. I honestly thought he was on his roof to jump into the giant pile of snow, and I wanted in, so I rushed over… then he explained it all, slowly taking ways to enjoy the storms. Stupid Ice Dams. I just want to barrel down a hill, jump my sled, but I can’t even do that anymore, my damn hip might break.

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It is no secret I like spiders, I also am very aware many of you do not. Please, no need to send notes and messages, I already know. It has been awhile since I posted a spider shot. I had great plans for this one… but the spider had other ideas. Long story short, I did not get the photo I had hoped, and it will not live to see the photo I did get.  It did not have to go that way, though I have photographed dead insects and spiders before, their demise is usually not at my hands.  This one made choices that led to the horrible outcome. I got 3 shots in 20 seconds… and then no more. RIP you PIA. It did not have to go like that.

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