Every Saturday morning...

...my wife and I always sit down to eat breakfast. I wake up way earlier than she does during the week so we make the most of the weekend morning hours. This particular morning I needed to go to the grocery store to get some bacon as we were all out. When I got the grocery store I noticed these bushes at the edge of the parking lot. They had webs across the top and, since it was a particularly damp morning, they had droplets all about them making them more prominent. I was bit disappointed because I didn't have my camera but not too much.

I bought my needed item (which turned out to be items) and went back home. As I stepped away from my car to hit the stairs that lead up to our apartment, I noticed this dew dropped web in between to evergreen type trees about twenty feet apart. I noticed the web a few days ago when my wife and I saw what appeared to be a huge spider floating in the middle of the air. Turns out we were wrong. I tried to get a shot of the spider but the conditions did not allow me to snap a decent shot. Here it is a few days later and I get the opportunity for these shots.

I've always been a little intrigued by spider webs. They are so intricate and precise. They serve their purpose perfectly. They warn the spider of both food and danger. It makes me think about what man would have to do to engineer something so precise. He would have to learn all sorts of principles concerning math and science. He would need numerous materials for construction. It would be plausible to do, but it wouldn't be as good as the real thing. It's just another one of those things that makes me aware of the Higher Consciousness that abides in us all. Everything we'll ever need has already been given to us. The spider needs no more than its silk and its instinct. We have the capacity to expand our knowing and awareness for an almost perpetual ability to adapt. Everything was created perfectly and is perfect. Things only fall out of whack when we ignore that perfection. Now I, too, am guilty for ignoring this perfection, but I am also making a conscious effort to reconnect with it. Here's to self-reactualization.