Sitting, part 23

in which Megan sits and sees a view during Lent 2011


I am sitting on the back porch, and a spider just walked right past me on a web strand that I hadn’t seen. I don’t even know how far it goes. It starts here, on the loveseat. Does it reach four feet away, to the patio chair?


Sweetheart, when did you build this? And why here, where it’s likely to get broken?


(You know, don’t you, that all spiders are honorably female, because of Charlotte.)


Now I’m stuck. I can’t move without breaking the web. Guess I’ll have to sit here all the live long day.