Spider, Spider

When I woke up this morning I noticed a spider web about three feet away on the bedroom windowsill, connecting a candle holder there to the adjacent window frame.  It’s not unusual that a spider web would exist there or anywhere else in my house for that matter — no one here is particularly invested in being proficient at dusting or cleaning in general. It was one of those haphazard and very intricate sort of webs, not one of the constructions of great architectural beauty that orb weaving spiders make.  Yet it was so beautiful with the sunlight streaming through all the little strands, I couldn’t bring myself to wipe it away.  Maybe tomorrow.