AN ENDLESS BATTLE?

PERSISTENCE VS DETERMINATION

      It has become a weekly riddle, almost like a zen koan; am I locked into an endless and perhaps futile effort?

Here's the back story. Scene 1

       Those slats on a second story deck have become a favorite of squatter spiders. More back story detail-we will usually go to great lengths to peacefully move a spider from inside to safety out doors.  I cut them plenty of slack, outside. Scene 2

      The spiders are left alone in nature, but once they cling to the house, lights, outdoor furniture or decks, I brush away the web.  Lot of good that does.  Each week they are back. Their beautiful webs a kind of "na, na, na, na, na!"  For the last year or so, I often trip over the thought that perhaps this drama is a bit like trying to impose nation building in a place like Afghanistan. 

     As I take the the broom to the web, I pause to enjoy their marvelous beauty.

 What do you think?  Should I quit this war?

Or in our battle are we making each other 

stronger or more appreciative?

To quote a favorite writer, who would appreciate this dilemma-"so it goes."

See you down the trail.