We get these orb weavers, garden weavers, writing spiders, call them what you want, etc every year. This guy has a special place in my heart, though, because he's lived in the bushes by our front patio for a couple of months now. I watch him calmly, beautifully, and patiently craft his web, catch some treasures, and then rebuild almost daily, after the universe temporarily sets him back a little bit.
He is patient.
This is a lesson for me. So many things have been, lately.
I must be patient.
The treasures will come. I will have to rebuild a few times in between.
But, I shall be patient.
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