Almost reached year’s end of classes. The thought of unstructured time for thought and words and photography carries me through the remaining hurdles of grading essays, quizzes, projects, and exams. I grab moments between the pages and pages of scribbled marks in green ink to capture an image now and then. All year, since injuring my hip last summer, I have tried to hold on photography, even when I could barely walk post-surgery. Unable to hike along trails where the vista opens up, I have focused my HDR work on the minutiae, the little, quotidian details around my house. Here, a complex, three-dimensional spider web on the deck against an afternoon’s spring green.