Spiders.  I really do hate them.  They give me goose bumps and make me feel itchy all over.  I hate the way they look and the way they move.  I think they're absolutely horrid creatures.  But...

This morning, I woke up and looked out into my backyard.  There was still a hint of fog lingering among the trees and dew was still clinging to every surface, outlining many spider webs strung between the branches.

If my children were young enough, this scene would have been the ideal backdrop for delightful stories I would have told of fairies weaving delicate tapestries to dance upon in the moonlight.  I can just imagine the tales I would have told them.  For now though, I guess I will keep them to myself and tuck them away for future grandchildren.

It amazes me that something so repulsive to me can create such beauty.  Spiders are truly nature's artists and each morning, during a small window of time, their works are featured and presented to the early risers fortunate enough to take the time to notice them.  I guess it's true that you can't judge a book by its cover. 

The display I witnessed this morning does not make me want to reach out and touch a spider nor do I want them in my house as a pet or otherwise but it did urge me to admit that I have an appreciation for the talent they possess.   They inspired me to pick up my camera and jot down a few words today and what could be better than starting your day like that?

Photos taken August 18, 2010 by Puddle Duck