Arachnid and Weed

There are some sights that we find it hard to tear our eyes away from. Some things have the ability to both repel and attract us with the unpredictability of a preschooler using magnets to direct our imaginations. On one hand we could see this arachnid as a ballerina for avante-garde theatre, sporting a fluorescent green leotard while doing a comical ballet through tall fibers of weed reeds. Dissonant chords confound the audience during the production while the absurd ballerina presents an assortment of silly walks to mock the elite.

Or, the magnet could just as easily pull our imagination away from the comic and the absurd to our darker side where the luminescent eight legged creature becomes yes, another alien set on sucking our brains out in order to feed its evil, unquenchable thirst for domination over the human race. It has a face that you can hardly identify, much less ever trust, expressions that you cannot decipher, and because you cannot understand it, you are afraid. Very, very afraid, especially if it should suddenly move, FAST either by its own volition, or at the hand of an ill timed malevolent gust of wind.

The weed steed is silent, knowing that if it complies, whichever way the arachnid moves, the weed will come to no harm. In fact, there may be some benefit from the awkward path the green spider takes across the tassels and seeds. Some seeds get dislodged and so are dispersed to the wind which will carry them to new frontiers for expanded growth. What more could we ask from either theatre or space exploration? The weed species is in charge here, getting just what it wants out of the situation.

Please come back tomorrow for a new “Weed Image of the Day” and let me know which ones you like.

We and our weeds are so much more than what we first appear to be.

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