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We'll Forget the Sun in His Jealous Sky

I don't know where I learned this, but I like the word "gossamer". We are having gossamer. Everywhere I go in the backyard, there are spider threads across the ways, entrapping small plants, flickering and swaying in the late-day sun.

Gossamer is apparently a corruption of "Goose-Summer", meaning a summer that is good for raising geese in. As such, the warmth and the dampness that leads to good, goose-feeding greenery and grasses heavy with seed. Also ideal conditions for young spiders and caterpillars.

It isn't late summer here, which according to Webster is the signet of gossamer, but this is definitely a "goose-summer". I need to take a stick with me when I take the dog out back for her morning excretions.

Which reminds me. I need to contact Fred at Greystones about duck and goose eggs. Much baking will ensue. Duck eggs are so loaded with protein that they give huge loft to cakes and pancakes. I have no doubt he has plenty.

The spiders said so.


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Jul. 19th, 2010 05:58 pm (UTC)
We have gossamer year-round at our house. When we moved in, we named it "Squirrel's Leap", but really, "Spider's Leap" would have been more appropriate. We get spiders by the hundreds. Some of them even stay outside the house.
Jul. 20th, 2010 01:10 pm (UTC)
We have mucho cobwebs as well. Odd thing, though, is that I saw the egg-case laid on our Irises, and watched the little ones come out, all red and small like bird-ticks. But how quickly they took over the neighbourhood! Never quite seen something like that.
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