I found this fuzzy little guy on the trail that follows the rim of the Rio Grande River Gorge near Taos, New Mexico. It was early morning, the sun had just popped up above the peaks of the Sangre De Cristo mountains.
I had just completed my photo shoot of the bridge that spans the gorge, and was hiking back to my car. I was alone, literally and with my thoughts, but the critter’s movement caught my eye. He was going the same way as I so we walked together for a while, got to know each other … sort of. When he told me he was a tarantula, I excused myself and told him I’d catch him later.
You just can’t have enough friends.
Thought for the Day: Wishing to be friends is quick work, but friendship is a slow ripening fruit. Aristotle