Some brown widow spiders at the arboretum this week.
This one, living under the Pavillion roof, seemed to have had a very productive life, by the look of all those egg sacs. Or should I say reproductive?
I came upon a family of green lynx spiderlings, all proudly showing off their discarded exoskeletons. The momma was nowhere in sight.
At this size, they're not even hideous. They're cute. I wonder, though, why nature makes them hatch in the fall, when they must spend their childhood living through a season of cold, wet weather and much fewer bugs than they would find in the rest of the year.