Maman, National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa
I watched one of those cute (as spiders go) little beige house spiders perform a spectacular maneuver this morning. Down it dropped from a thread attached to the top of the door frame, release and sail in a wide arc to land perfectly on the baseboard. Then I killed it. Poor guy, I wish I hadn’t. I mean, I really appreciated that performance. I usually let the spiders live but I guess I’ve just had it with bugs lately.