I wonder how many webs I can spin into this post about webs?
O, what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!
If you weave around the web, you’ll easily find who wrote that quote about a tangled web. In the web of my memory, however, I associate that web quote with my late mother, who married my late father on today’s date, October 26. Both my parents practiced and valued honesty, above all.
One time I can remember weaving a web of deceit about my parents was when my sister and I tangled together a surprise anniversary party for them, decades ago. Let’s see if I can spin an image from that surprise party into the web of this post.
While I spin all my custom t-shirts through the web these days, back then my sister and I used other means to weave my parents’ wedding photo onto those t-shirts.
Yesterday, I saw these webs:
O what a tangled web I weave on WordPress, every day.
What music from the web should I weave into this post? I could choose something written by prolific songwriter, Jimmy Webb.
All I know, honestly, is that today I want to share this song, which my father sang for my mother at another anniversary party.
My web of gratitude today embraces my parents, my sister, Jimmy Webb, George and Ira Gershwin (for “Love is Here to Stay“), Art Garfunkel, Ella Fitzgerald, and you — of course! — for whatever spin you put on this post, here and now.
The Year(s) of Living Non-Judgmentally 