The furnace is on for the first time this season.
It's going to frost soon.
The end is near for all the spiders that dotted the landscape of my summer.
California Trapdoor Spider (shudder) found creeping around the foundation of our lake cabin in southern Kentucky. It met an untimely death inside these plastic bags when bees drilled through and ate him.
I can't say that I was sorry, since I overheard one teenager say to another,
"We'll take that home and keep it in a tank - great pet!"
I was innocently looking for a nice sitting spot - can you see that rock nearest the shore? Thank the Lord I had the sense to kick it before parking my bottom! Does this spider not seem so large? Keep in mind that I took the photo from plenty far away, and that I'm pretty sure I heard it hissing a warning about my bottom meeting its home.
This garden spider set up shop among the stems of the Yellowstone daylily in the patio garden.
Even I have to admit that it has a certain ... horrific beauty. Maybe?
If you enlarge the photo, you'll be able to see it even more clearly. It seems to have a hair-do.
I decided to nickname it Barbara, at the risk of cutifying a terror-inducing spider.
And since I really enjoy the show, I let Barbara live to the end of her natural life.