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She first caught my eye in late July. She was a rather skinny young thing then, not giving much hint of the voluptuous creature she would become. But she had already developed admirable work habits, and she showed a sense of artistic style and grace that I found to be nothing short of captivating.
Coming out each evening only after it was quite dark, she kept her own schedule for the nightly fabrication of her delicate wonder. Although she clearly worked a territory, her creation was never quite the same shape or in quite the same place as it had been on previous nights. Subtle shifts from night to night in the direction of the summer breeze dictated each night’s size, shape and orientation. What I enjoyed as delightful visual variety was doubtless a finely-tuned matter of survival for her.
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