Oops - still wearing my slippers... Not a good enough reason to turn around.
Shit - I have nothing to bring my friend's mom. How can you visit the home of a dear old lady named Muffin and bring her nothing?
So I drove around the block, parked, and ran into the backyard to cut a bouquet - white and red Rocket snapdragons, red zinnias, purple larkspur. I threw the jar of flowers in my cupholder and, pulling out while cranking the radio and admiring my composition, noticed that, strangely, this snapdragon had a deathgrip on a perfect, fresh fly...
On closer inspection... a spider - pristine, cryptic in color and quality.Snapped some pictures, and thought to bring predator and prey as part of my hostess gift.
But does a white spider need a garden with white flowers? Of course it does. So, home again, to deliver my passengers back.
Last I checked, white spider still on white zinnia. No fly.
2 comments:
It's a beautiful picture and a beautiful spider. Do you know what kind it is?
After a little research, I think it is a goldenrod crab spider (Misumena vatia). They apparently ambush their prey, and can change color from yellow to white depending on the flower they're hunting on.
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