No Harm Done

. for public domain Stepping aside for a small field spider, walking across a barren country road, I snatched a reed to hurry it along, to save it being squashed by a car tire's load. Yet traffic these days was light and easy. Few wagons, if any, rambled through this way. A hot sunny day, no reason to rush. Yet I feared the onslaught of a Chevrolet. The spider scurried off into the side brush, without a complaint, or "Hey! What's the rush?" I, somewhat red faced, found no apology, for my behavior and the dread within me.