The Thanksgiving Spider

The spider wove its house carefully and prepared for company.

Waiting for the guests' arrival

it ran out to greet me for dinner.

I was extremely grateful I was too large.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Happy Halloween

May your spiders smile

and

all your pumpkins sparkle.

Happy Halloween!

Spider Season Almost Gone

And this beautiful guy

with his kitten face

is simply a spectacular creation.

Tell me you see the kitten face...

His body patterns are amazing.

He/she was brave

watching every move we made.

We set it free.

Deep Woods Spider Web

The sun shined off the web

and the owner ran like crazy.

Found the little lady hiding from me.

These weavers are always extremely ugly in my book.

Maybe that was their trade off for being able to weave so beautifully.

I'm glad spiders aren't as big as cattle.

Spider Warning!!!!

I missed the capture.

but not the lunch preparation.

Making sure it was anesthetized 

Lunch was saved for later 

while the defensive, scary pose was initiated.. 

SPIDER ALERT!!!! WARNING!!!

Hubby and I took a ride on the Gator to enjoy the beauty around us.  We had a hitchhiker...eating lunch.

We drove through the brush and between trees and broke a web. This arachnid would not release lunch.  

As expensive as lunch is these days, I do not blame the spider.

Far from its home it finally ran over and off the Gator.

Be

 aware

of how

 we cast

our

shadow.

When Exploring

it was warm enough for these to be moving.

I THINK it may be a Hobo Spider, Alex.

UPDATE;  ALEX LOOKED IT UP! 

Thanks!

It's a Dark Fishing Spider not even close to a Hobo nor water.

I'm not very good at identifying spiders.  If anyone knows, please let know.  Hobo spiders are not supposed to be native here.

I know it looked BIG when we were looking eye to eyes.

I wonder if spiders have a book where they can identify humans.

A Molecular Fable

For Sunday's Whirligig 

Molecules begrudged the pulling whirl of a sunny day causing alarm among some .  Their frantic shouts reached the ears of creatures near by.

A crow circled wondering what could be so urgent to warrant such sounds.  His caws joined the shouts of the frightened molecules.  

The wasp building his nest decided something must be done.  This was no place to raise children amid these disturbances.

The spider hidden observing silently began to stalk the wasp for a fine meal.

...and the molecules continued to shout.

The crow flew in to make a meal of spider and wasp when the poppy spoke, loudly as poppies do, silencing all.

"You poor misguided creatures!  Look around you.  There is balance and beauty from where I stand rooted.  There are cycles and circles.  Some will end but we are never truly alone or truly gone. Molecules are with in us all."

The molecules quietened by the truth smiled.  The wasp continued to build. The spider went on its way.  The crow sat high in a tree contemplating the wisdom of a poppy who bloomed where it was planted.

And the circles and cycles continued to turn.

Gonna Share A Secret

I'm not the normal run of the mill sixty-year-old.  Surprised?  I hear you laughing!  No secret there.

Just to assure you even when sick I do some important things even through my suffering.  I've read a few books, cluttered my coffee table, and painted some oddities.

Empty yogurt cups have many uses

Eyes for my Gate Guardian...what good is a Guardian that can't see?

I remembered this piece and brought it inside.

Disassembled it

and disturbed a winter home.

I let him outside...

didn't want him crossbreeding with the spiders I already raise in the house.

I'm sure you're wondering what I'm doing.

It's okay.  Sometimes I wonder, too.

Between my Gate Guardian and my Stump Spy

nothing enters my yard undetected. 

My very own Redneck Home Security System.

See why I'm never bored?

A Turtle Tail

For Wednesday Wit and Wisdom at Senior Adventures.  Post a pic, tell a tale.  Join the fun.

I thought I was saving him

I don't think turtles have reverse

So I removed him from dark waters

I thought land couldn't be worse

He overcame his shyness

By golly, he turned around

And headed back to the place

Where I thought he might drown

He didn't want rescued

It was very plain to see

He made a giant effort

To get where he wanted to be.

There must have been some appeal

To this stagnant little hole

He climbed right in

And the spider said, Hello

Sinking he was happy

To be back where he was

I guess dark and stagnant

Is just what he loves.

Reflecting

on the beauty of every day life.