Mark Bukovec (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} diekreuzen) wrote,@ 2005-07-28 15:19:00 |
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The webs of the rising sun
I've been running to Mercer Island for the past few weeks, and have recently switched to a 5:30 AM running time. My only other choice would be to run at 5:30 PM, which is broiling this time of year.
I've noticed something I never saw before. The I-90 bridge is crawling with spiders. When the sun pops over the Cascades and glints off the lake, you can see the outlines of their webs that you'd normally miss.
When you think of it, it's a great place to be a spider. The wind from the north side of the lake brings in flying prey. The webs are stacked up like arachnid condos. It's a lot like net fishing. Those spiders have it made.
I've been running to Mercer Island for the past few weeks, and have recently switched to a 5:30 AM running time. My only other choice would be to run at 5:30 PM, which is broiling this time of year.
I've noticed something I never saw before. The I-90 bridge is crawling with spiders. When the sun pops over the Cascades and glints off the lake, you can see the outlines of their webs that you'd normally miss.
When you think of it, it's a great place to be a spider. The wind from the north side of the lake brings in flying prey. The webs are stacked up like arachnid condos. It's a lot like net fishing. Those spiders have it made.
