Spider Love

The first spider of the spring appeared in my bathroom today.  She looked so pale and fragile.  I worry she'll perish from lack of food, because she's the first and only bug of any kind I've seen this year. 

The spider is my main totem, and the designated totem for writers and storytellers. Like the spider, I spin and weave tales on the little web you're caught up in right now, and the larger tapestry of all the stories, big and small, that describe who and what I am.
Seeing that spider made me smile.  Her appearance bodes good things.  I wish her well.  And I wish you, dear reader, the same.
Blessed be.
- G.P.