The spider’s touch, how exquisitely fine!
Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.
Alexander Pope ‘An Essay on Man’, 1733
You may have guessed from recent posts that after featuring my other fantasy chrysanthemum In a Vase on Monday last week, that it would soon be followed by its partner, ‘Kiyomi No Meisui’. Unlike ‘Salhouse Joy’, which reminded me of sea anemones, this reminds me of spiders – the big house spiders with small bodies but lanky and droopy legs…you know the sort I mean?! I chose to include only three blooms in the vase, snipping off any side shoots and buds – a good decision as even just three blooms jostling for space easily created a tangled web of petals as they brushed against each other
I don’t have a probem with spiders but one of the Golfer’s sons does (the Golfer isn’t very keen either and I am regularly called upon to remove a spider from the bath), and the warning sign was a present to him one year when he still lived with us; sadly it turns out that spiders cannot read… Seeing a six foot plus adult’s response to the presence of a spider taught me to take all phobias seriously, however irrational or bizarre they might appear to be. The sign now normally lives in the ‘bus shelter’, and its embellishment with web remnants shows that the resident spiders are still educationally lacking.
I cut a couple of my remaining dahlias for a posy for a friend today but left a trail of petals as the blooms disintegrated in my hands, so even without frosts to blacken them, it seems that their season is now over and they are all flowered-out. Monday vases will become more of a challenge, but there will always be something to pop into a receptacle of some sort. Flowers, grasses, foliage, twigs, fruit or veg, just something from our gardens or foraged nearby, brought inside to bring us pleasure from close observation. Do join us, leaving links to and from this post.