Tag Archives: cobwebs

spinning a story …

30 Apr

I have never pretended to be a naturist or have a very good handle on anything living …(other than people…I like to think). BUT it occurred to me today  just how little I know about spiders.cobweb

Not that I think it is an essential field of study … or that it is even particularly interesting …..BUT this morning I spied some of the biggest cobwebs I have ever seen. Spanning more than 2 meters between trees…they were massive, yet there was not a hint of the creatures responsible for putting them there.

Clearly these massive construction efforts happen overnight, presumably in an effort to trap their prey, but I wonder just where the owners disappear to when the sun comes up ? …Now, while I don’t particularly “like” them, I am not an arachnophobe… BUT all the same, I couldn’t help but keep a sharp eye out  as I passed by these amazing works of art, fearful that we might meet when I least expect it

I also contemplated what a waste of effort for the poor little critters … tomorrow they will have moved on and need to start spinning their homes all over again… I have never thought it before, but its a rough job having 8 legs and hanging around in silk all night.

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homemaker….or making home?

25 Jan

Now I’m no Martha Gardener, but I do my bit to keep the place in a reasonable state of liveability; and while it may not be cobwebssanitised, sterilised and anti-bacterialised… with every germ destroying product that’s meant to turn you into the perfect ‘homemaker’  … the place is safe and no-one has succumbed to anything terminal following a visit.

BUT that said … I do have to wonder, “where do all the cobwebs come from?” I mean …as I was vacuuming today I found so many cobwebs , some with spiders and some without ….all carefully constructed by ‘daddy longlegs’ who were lurking somewhere. … but where ???

Come to think of it …. what IS the purpose of the daddy long leg? Such a fragile harmless looking creature, with that tiny tiny body and all those gangly legs…what does it do all day? (other than setting up home on my cornices…, just to be sucked back down again at first sighting).