Pretty productive morning. Got a package sent off to the winning eBay bidder in Virginia — his prize a pair of Justin camel/elkskin boots I’ve had for 20 years and worn maybe four times during that period. Got a haircut, while Susan got our grocery shopping done. Went to see a matinee of “Indiana Jones” …
So she’s all by herself now, the tiny momma spider who tended her egg sac for weeks in the notch above our front door until her multitude of offspring emerged from it this past weekend. Alone again, naturally. It’s kind of sad because now that she’s done her duty she might herself be done. I …
 I mark this into evidence as Exhibit No. 4265 why one should always have a camera handy. Don’t know when this fella landed on me or how long he hitched a ride on my pants leg but I noticed him (and snapped this macro) while stopped at Crescent Heights and Sixth and he didn’t …
Yeah this is the second time I’ve posted about this spider and her recently hatched brood, but sometimes the most wonderous and amazing things bear repeating (click to triplify): Making up for a lack of scale, momma spider’s no bigger than a pencil eraser and her surrounding babies are literally a bunch of eight-legged punctuation …
Since I first saw her more than a month ago on the molding above the front door, I’ve been keeping an eye on the tiny spider and her pellet-sized egg sac. This morning I was treated to a double bonus: the babies are emerging and momma snared a meal (click to triplify): Â
But when it came to this backyard encounter with a wonderfully aggressive jumping spider this afternoon, what I lacked in talking points I hope I made up for in enthusiasm:
It was Monday when my friend and networker extraordinaire Joel emailed me out of the blue asking if I could come give a talk to his Cub Scouts troop Thursday night about endangered animals. I barely hesitated to say sure, and only after I signed on did I wonder what the heck I was going …