Rain or shine, dawn to dusk, holding on in spite of windstorms, baking sun, meddling neighbours . . .
|this big cross spider stretches out her nets and waits, prepared to pounce.|
She's obviously a successful hunter; she's big, about an inch long, fangs to spinnerets, not counting the legs. Broken threads in her web show where struggling prey has torn it. Off to the side, a green leafhopper, nicely trussed, waits for suppertime.. Tweet