Extending over the left corner of the balcony, a branch from a tree,displays a faerie hammock. An industrious spider toiled for hours, creating this masterpiece of engineering that is both bed and kitchen. At night, it is a shimmering maze of silken strands, counterpoint to the barely discernible green of the leaves that provide it some shelter. This morning the dew had created prisms of color and sparkle: a work of art that is ingeniously functional and beautiful.
It gave me a moment of pause, a breath: then I detached the ends of the web from the balcony with a broom, and sent the spider off to find a new homestead.