Spring is late; flowers are late; bees are late; flies are late. What is a poor spider to do but sit and yearn?
This jumping spider was waiting anxiously on a leaf this afternoon. It may go hungry for another week before warmth brings food.
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He is gorgeous! Notice I capitalized my name just for you Alistair….
Lorna, yes jumping spiders almost seem to have a personality in the way they look back at you. Yet, I am glad it isn’t the size of a dog. Incidentally, I think it may be a Metaphid Jumping Spider. As to the capital—chuckle—now I will no longer confuse you with an island in the Hebrides.