Mother’s Return …

First sighting was on the butterfly bush. She had tacked a few leaves together to form a shelter from which to survey.
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I am always careful not to disturb these small creatures too much but she wasn’t concerned at all, shifting only slightly.

And then I pushed in for a closer shot. Gotta take what is available, she may not be there for what is wanted. Things change.

At some point she climbed onto the sunflower and pulled a few petals over her, to guard her from the world of birds and things.

Upside-down doesn’t seem to bother her, she is just as agile as long as her feet touch something solid and her web holds.

She has no interest in those tiny creatures, hardly worth the effort to capture it seems. Waiting for the prize, a honeybee perhaps.

But not today, that I saw anyway. No doubt she will catch a meal to suit her needs, or she dies. It’s only a matter of nature.
She came with the rain, probably not the same one as – BEFORE.
Out of nowhere she appeared, on a butterfly bush that is two or more weeks from flowering, after a long slow spring.
I noticed her only because of the crumpled looking leaves. How she got there, and so big already, I don’t know. Abseiled in perhaps?
Then, next day, six feet distant, I found her on the sunflowers, where there would be more opportunity to exercise those fine tuned survival instincts.
© Mark Berkery ……. Click on those pictures for a closer look
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Just amazing!!
Nature …
Thank you so much
Thanks Ebrima …
Thank you for sharing her, Mark, in such beautiful beingmark perfection.
Thanks Mary. As perfect as imperfection is.
Wonderful work. Spiders fascinate me and I’ve written poems about them. Thanks for the unique view.
Thanks Karen.
very pretty crab spider…
S/he is …
Awesome photos! The beauty and colour of the spider and sunflower is amazing!
Thanks …
Thank you for another fascinating journey into the micro world. Certainly feel drawn in by these photos.
Thanks Helen.
A beautiful crab spider.
It is …
Beautiful. So pristine.
Nature …
Nature is quite often anything but pristine but this little beast is perfect.
Essential nature is always pristine, beneath appearances. The world of irresponsible man is a passing thing on it.