In good hands | Vaginas are Awesome!

Spider on T-bag | Green Light

Clearing up in the kitchen this afternoon, I pulled up some tea-bags that had been draining in the sink... and spotted a slightly sodden spider clinging to one of them. I've no idea why I was slowly pulling the tea bags up by their labels like that, over the edge of the sink, as it is not something I usually do, but it was cool to see them emerge slowly over the side with the spider hanging on grimly.

I noted with delight the green body of the spider and smiled at the connections that came to mind, allowing it to crawl onto my hand as the dots glowed and I joined them. I noted this atypical behaviour, as in the past I've limited myself to handling the very little spiders. I've observed that spiders can move awfully fast when the mood strikes them; I've seen them suddenly run around like Ridgebacks during their hyperactive moment, dashing dizzyingly about for no apparent reason.

So, I let it crawl slowly over my hand as I took it outside, observing its beauty...

...the translucence of its long limbs, decorated with dots; its body in that beautiful shade of green, those beadlike pairs of eyes, the long shadows it so elegantly cast...

Feeling the urge to go for my iPhone and take a photo of it, I started to move with that intention but then remembered the phone was charging in my bedroom, right on the other side of the house and I thought it was a bit much to expect the spider to stay during transit, so I retraced my steps and walked towards some bushes instead. I considered placing it there while I retrieved my iPhone but knew the spider would disappear into the foliage, camouflaged by the greens. Again I started towards the house and again I turned back, stopping once more to observe the spider. Finally, I decided to act on my impulse: sharing with it my intention, we went indoors to fetch my iPhone. It was fully charged, I noted, and my green friend remained in place on my hand as we traversed the house.

Emerging into the sunlight again I stopped and looked at it 'through the glossy screen' this time as it wandered slowly across my hand, pausing ever-so-often and remaining still as I worked the camera and focused on it.

After taking several shots I set it in the bare branches of a creeper and smiled my thanks at it for playing with me. As I looked at it, I wondered: would it stay there long enough for me to take my big camera out, change lenses and return for some real macro shots? I thought then, was I asking for too much now?
This is something people sometimes chastise me for...

I smiled again at the spider. This is the thing with animals, they don't limit you with their thought forms... one of the many reasons I enjoy playing with them.

 

S is for Snake | Slaughtered by Sekhmet

As I stepped outside yesterday evening a curious shape caught me eye.

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Venturing closer, I saw the snake had a puncture would in its throat (just visible here) and that its vertebrae was damaged in two places. I can only surmise that Sekhmet is responsible for this, as she is for leaving a variety of small cadavers I find dotted outside the house.

On the morning of the 25th December I'd found a really cute little snake in exactly the same place I found this one, which appeared to be dead or very close to it. I brought it inside in the hope that the warmth would revive it, but no such luck.

Does anyone have any idea what type of snake this is?

Really Rich | Relaxed Repast

Topping off a delightful dinner with a sweet kiss:

I am so rich!! (=

 

 

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Lovely Lavender | Languid Lunch

A winter's day ~ by the Med.

Sunrise over the sea | 1st Jan 2012

Driving home this morning I'm glad I took the right road back

to see the sun as it rose from the lightening horizon

and as I spotted the tip of the fiery orb emerge

I pulled into one of the very few lay-bys...

 

 

Perfect timing!

 

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Pussy Pilloh!!

Although it may seem at times that this puss suits the boots (in this relationship) Sekhmet is pleased to be passive and serve as a plush pliant pillow for Marduk:

Bast is not prepared to share such a small bed nor this degree of intimacy...

....but it is perfectly natural for these two.

"What are you looking at? | What's the big deal?!?"

 

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