Nathan and I saw this on our way home from walking Zack to school.
A funnel spider web on the neighbor's lawn, glistening in the morning dew. The spider was hiding right in the center of the funnel.
It got me to thinking of the wonder of the innate ability of the spider to spin her web. She doesn't have to journal about it, or bicker with family about art space, or ponder the universe. She just follows her natural rhythm and drive to create. Beautiful.