August 23- August 27 Week 25/72
the fabric of sound
has changed from the bright, multi-colored
Aguayo cloth of summer carried on the backs
of red-winged blackbirds, orioles and tree frogs
the fabric of sound
has now become more like a lightly toned
linen-like fabric textured only by crickets
hidden in the tree canopy where
squirrels stealthily snip maple branches
sending samaras floating to the ground
the fabric of sound
is now woven silently by silk-loving arachnids
and caterpillars readying for a transformation into
delicate orbs hanging by the notes of single threads
I missed this one! We had the red-wing blackbirds and suddenly I started seeing spider webs. But I can't remember what it was that I saw hanging from the delicate thread. I know I did! I think it was a seed sac or something like that. The days are becoming hazy with incessant clearweed that is EVERYWHERE.