Darkest of Times
In the darkest of times when you think all is lost and no one cares think of all that is love and all that is good. This dead and decaying tree stump has been on fire and picked apart by nature and the elements, but these tiny spiders found solace and safety in its cracks and splits. Although I could have killed the innocent spiders, I found love and beauty in their simplistic needs and lives. When I think of my darkest times and feel that life is almost over, I think back to when I took this picture and the life and love I felt from the tiny spiders within this dead stumps grasp. Maybe you should look in this simplest places for the love and life you are seeking for. It is never where you expect it to be.
(You can click on the picture to get a better view of the spiders.)