Advocating for the cause
Not all spiders want to be the poster-girls for the Human-Spider Reconciliation Movement.
Humped Trashline
I could see something in the web: a dried out husk, a bird dropping, maybe, but not the spider.
My Red Maple Tree
The woman who planted my Red Maple, more than 40 years ago, would love to see it today.
Victor
How many tenants do I really have???
Northern Crescent (maybe?)
A butterfly with chipped wings.
Meg is back
On the 9th day, I saw a familiar face staring at me from the bamboo fence.
After the rain
It had rained for two days, and my mood had been grey and heavy-ish like the weather.