May Fifth; Physical Homes

I’m wondering about a spider’s intelligence level. It has built its home, spun its web, between the window and screen. This seems problematic for several reasons.

First, with it being on the inside of the screen, only really tiny insects can get through the screen, meaning this spider will either need to hope for an extraordinarily large number of tiny bits of a meal, or plan on practicing a lot of fasting.

I rarely open the bottom windows so as to prevent overly excited dogs from diving through to chase what ever they may see out back. Currently that would be the not so stray cats. Again, this puts the spider’s meals to near nothing.

If, I lower the top window, that is going to destroy all of this spider’s work and it will have to begin again. Hopefully in a better location unless said spider gets squashed when the window is lowered.The spider isn’t larger at all. I watched it earlier out seeming to inspect the web, I’m guessing hoping for breakfast. I haven’t seen it since it disappeared off to the far side of the window.


It never fails that birds will build a nest in at least one of the hanging baskets I have out on the front porch. I only have two out right now and have not checked for any new inhabitants. Last year we were given the gift of watching a nest of hatchlings take their first flights out and away. I did miss the sounds the babies made while awaiting the return  of the parent birds and feeding times. Which was constant right up until they flew away.


Currently, the not so stray cats are living under my house. Usually they get along but ever so often we hear a disagreement happening. Which is an odd sensation, sitting quietly then hear an out and out battle going on under foot. The black cat had considered taking her young under there, but I think she changed her mind. She may have them in my big storage building. I keep thinking of checking but they are safe there and I don’t want to scare her away.


I read an article this morning about a lady in Utah, who had been considered missing. They had been searching for her since December with no one having a clue as to where she could have gone. She was found almost accidentally when a drone crashed and the authorities went to retrieve the drone finding her tent. She had been leaving out in the remote location, living off what she could find and drinking water from a nearby river. Authorities said she had done nothing illegal and after a mental health check could actually return to the location.


Refugee camps. From residences constructed out of anything handy, to actual tents of various types and sizes. A place out of the weather, a place to sleep for those homeless due to  many reasons.

I look back at this web and think how futile its attempts are, from my perspective. Yet, it is still an attempt at life. It is doing what it knows to try and survive.The not so stray cats remain under my house because under there, they are relatively safe, protected from the elements and have found a source of food and water through me. Even as the retain their feral instincts and can and do catch mice and the occasional bird. I did stop feeding the birds back there because it seemed to be an unfair trap to the unsuspecting birds.

 We choose our homes through what is available to us or through acts of desperation. Those with the financial means, have homes according to those means. Those without, those with any one or number of struggles, do what they are able.

Recently a homeless man near here, who chose that lifestyle died. The comments that were posted showed he was well loved and would be missed. To those who knew him, he was not just another statistic, not simply another lost soul to ignore and forget. He was worthy.

 I see the articles about the camps for the homeless that grow in various places. Parks, alleys, a rarely used stretch of woods. People trying to live the best they are able. Lost in a lifestyle they can’t seen and some don’t seek, a way out.While so many others turn a blind eye until it becomes a disturbance to their lifestyle. Then the camps are torn down, the inhabitants forced to move and it begins somewhere else.

All the while those who live there simply exist. Through their various struggles with addiction, mental illness, or the loss of a job that caused the loss of a home that caused the loss of caring. Though some do try, some do seek that way out. Some do seek life and living. Even if like this spider who built their web on the wrong side of the screen.

As I consider ways to assist this spider, I contemplate the ways that we as society could seek to help those who need it most. I know that there are shelters, I know that there are those who actively work toward assisting. I think, that what we need to do, rather than simply turn our head and look the other way, is recognize that it is an issue. Not simply an issue of inconvenience for us but one of the heart. Recognize that not all are just bums or addicts or what ever low form of life you want to tag them with–but humans who deserve dignity, life, understanding, homes. 

We talk about it a lot. We discuss the various people and reasons for homelessness. We talk…and we talk…and we talk. Some are, but more of us need to stop talking the talk, and start walking the walk toward answers. Not just tearing down the encampments forcing relocations, but finding ways to get the needy off the streets and into homes. Safe homes.We can do so many technological wonders. We can send things and people into space. We can do amazing things, isn’t it time we did this?

Life is a journey we all take. It is up to us, how we will live, think, act along the way. In selfishness or compassion? In hate or love…

About rebecca s revels

A wife, a mother, a full time employee. A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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11 Responses to May Fifth; Physical Homes

  1. Sarah Davis says:

    I always feel bad when I accidentally destroy of need to destroy a spiderweb. All of that meticulous detail just gone in a flash. Such a waste. The spider just begins again.

    I like the way you brought this full circle.

  2. wynneleon says:

    Ah, such an important topic that needs attention. Thank you for so elegantly making it real and relatable.

    On another topic, I’m wondering why I don’t get notified in email about your new posts. I am following you but can’t find a way to get the updates in email like I do with other blogs. Do you have any idea? Sending my best – Wynne

  3. I’ll be honest in that I don’t know. I’m not the most technologically inclined. My son laughs at me. I Know I haven’t blocked anyone, I didn’t even know that could be done until yesterday. I have a friend who told me that she was having issues with wordpress also.

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