Beauty....

... today was marked by strange and wondrous moments... small glimpses of Time that really took me aback... nature can be a cruel teacher at times, I suppose...

... I awoke early and stumbled through to the can... my back was aching and my eyes were still trying to focus as I seated myself... and as the tediousness of the morning ritual took hold, my gaze shifted to the window to my left.....

... all Summer I have watched two house spiders live their lives sandwiched between glass and storm screen... but today they had done something new..... some days they have feasted upon gnats during the night and their webs are cluttered with rice-sized cocoons by morning.. at other times, their webs are empty for days on end... but today I noticed a difference... each spider was completely motionless... and nearby to each was a fully formed egg-sac..

... over the space of one night, their instinct had taken over and pushed them to suddenly prepare for next year's generation...

... I sat there watching them for a good few minutes... they weren't testing the web for bug-catching ability... they were not busy with repairs... they didn't even seem to be bothered about looking for breakfast... they just sat there - very close by to their newly laid eggs - jostling in the breeze....

... I suppose they are done.. finished for the year... their lifelong task is finished, after all... they have ensured the survival of their species.. and I suspect that they will be long dead when their children begin exploring the world between the glass and screen.... Winter will likely finish them and their fleshy bodies... only the little ones protected in the silky case will survive....

... around three this afternoon, the Wife and I decided to attempt a game of ˜tennis' on the back deck.... We played for half an hour or so... and when one errant backhand of hers headed towards the banana tree, I drew up short....

... a large, reddish-colored spider had caught a dragonfly and was in mid-munch... its web stretched from the guttering on the back of the house down to the largest of the four leaves on the potted banana tree.... and there, midair, the dragonfly struggled.... being nearly head-high, I was face to face with the scene before I knew it.... life and death at eye-level... I was transfixed by the tiny drama... just a few minutes before, that lovely dragonfly had been chasing the tennis balls as they bounced back and forth between the Wife and I....

... it was an unusual spider... fairly large, but not one that I normally see... and most certainly not one that had taken up residence in the banana tree before... and yet there it was... holding a fully-grown dragonfly with its front legs while the spiderly mandibles worked.... It was horrible...

... three or four times while I was watching, the dragonfly would bat its wings fiercely... shaking the web... but the spider held it fast.... vibrating on the silk strand to the tune of the beating wings - but never letting go....

... and just as the Sun was setting tonight, I was resting on the couch as Serena Williams thumped her opponent at the US Open... and as those professionally-smacked tennis balls yo-yo'd across the television screen, I noticed a large spider spinning a brand new web on the potted rose near the gable at the front of the house... perfectly silhouetted by the setting sun, he was busy at work....

... they say that Autumn is the time of sleep... the time when the Earth tucks itself under the covers and prepares for the long slumber of Winter.... but what of a world where predators appear to ravenously feed from out of nowhere?.... just as the rest of the creepies and crawlies are finishing up their yearly cycle?....

... I don't know... but it seems damned disheartening...

.... and tomorrow I'm going to kill both of those reddish spiders... I'll pinch them both into smithereens with a fine set of gloved-fingers..... the one in the banana tree and the one that is lurking in the rose.... sure, maybe they are just doing what they were designed to do, but tomorrow they die... they die regardless.... they die, regardless... not on my watch, people.... not on my watch...

by Eric on September 03, 2006 | Bullshit (15) | TrackBack (0) | Thinking
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you are such a warrior.

Bullshitted by RSM on September 3, 2006 08:45 PM

... hey, they were big spiders...

... and as for the warrior part... bring it on, big guy... I'll see you next weekend....

Bullshitted by Eric on September 3, 2006 08:51 PM

i have mixed feelings about arachnids. fascinating little creatures, they are ... but the furry one with the twinkling green eyes that was sitting on the toilet seat one day had to be forcibly relocated to another dimension...which actually was a schoolyard across the street.

btw, a wonderful meditation on cycles and change.

Bullshitted by justrose on September 3, 2006 09:11 PM

Well I hate them...but I didn't want to impart my fear to Miss KK so I would say things like "oh, he's just playing with you" or "he wants to be your friend"...that has since changed to the point where she has gone OCD in LOVE with them, wants to name them all, know what they're saying to her, wants to know who is whose mommy and daddy, etc. I've created a monster spider-lover, much to my chagrin!

Bullshitted by Lisa W. on September 3, 2006 09:12 PM

I do *not* do well with spiders.

Bullshitted by Fiona on September 4, 2006 04:59 AM

A magazine rack in the bathroom might provide entertainment to the lionhearted as he sits upon his throne,,,watching spiders between the glass???

Bullshitted by Michele on September 4, 2006 08:27 AM

Michele beat me to it. Good Lord. I cannot quit laughing.

Bullshitted by Bou on September 4, 2006 08:44 AM

Only you could make spider watching sound poetic.

Bullshitted by Libby on September 4, 2006 10:51 AM

So what are you going to do with the sac? A few spiders here and there are fine, fascinating in fact. A whole sac of them is just creepy.

Bullshitted by Donna on September 4, 2006 11:42 AM

The more I think about this, the more I think we should be calling you Wilbur. You know... the pig from Charlotte's Web?! Heh.

If that mama spider starts writing in her web things like "SWG is the Best!" I will be concerned... ;-)

Bullshitted by Bou on September 4, 2006 12:44 PM

Remember, spiders are our friends. Without them, the world would run amok with all the creatures they'd otherwise be eating. That's one insect malay I don't care to see. Well, unless you're into that kind of thing.

I'd let them be. They're doing you a favor, you know, despite the cool yet creepy way in which they do it.

Bullshitted by jason on September 4, 2006 01:33 PM

When you dropped the first "bananna tree" reference I thought you meant the lovely wife had hit the read heads and the "I drew up short…." commet seemed to confirm my suspicion. However, as the post progressed it became clear, you, are the Spider Slayer. This world needs all thw super hero's it can get... ;)

Spider Slayer... at hitman of arachnids...

Bullshitted by RedNeck on September 4, 2006 02:42 PM

Well, at least you are going to kill the damn things this time... That's a start.

Bullshitted by Richmond on September 5, 2006 04:46 PM

I like the way you talk. Mustard and bisquits mmmm hmmmmm

Bullshitted by Bostick on September 5, 2006 09:41 PM

Ditto Richmond.

Spiders = Ick, but you manage to make even those evil beasties sound all poetic.

Bullshitted by LadyGunn on September 6, 2006 04:11 AM