this.
Meet Larinioides cornutus (Furrow Orbweaver) [I think], a fat, feisty spinner hung between struts on the Blue Corporal bridge. Tiny diaphanous-winged creatures caught in the web fluttered a flit, and just like that the spider spun each for a tidy meal.
Horrible, even horrifying perhaps, especially in imagination, this spider is every bit the spring beauty as my dragonflies. I shall have to acquire a new aesthetic.
Or at least work on doing so.
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