I was sure the night of that last photo was its swan song and that it had died in the cold ... and then I went out tonight with the torch to see if the plumbing situation was as dire as I feared, and saw the moon was so bright it was casting shadows, so I looked up at it and there was this critter crawling across it, weaving a shade sail.
I can't believe it's out there again tonight, this time at least twelve or thirteen feet above ground and in a huge, perfect wheel web in very bright moonlight. It's really quite eerie.
Still Life With Cat is an all-purpose blog containing reflections on whatever is going on in the realms of literature, politics, media, music, dinner, gardening etc. Its original incarnation is Pavlov's Cat (2005-2008).
Read, Think, Write is about all things books and writing, and incorporates Australian Literature Diary (2005-2010) and Ask the Brontë Sisters (May-July 2007).
Blogs are by Kerryn Goldsworthy, a writer, critic and editor who lives and works in Adelaide, South Australia.
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Gasp! (Again)
I was sure the night of that last photo was its swan song and that it had died in the cold ... and then I went out tonight with the torch to see if the plumbing situation was as dire as I feared, and saw the moon was so bright it was casting shadows, so I looked up at it and there was this critter crawling across it, weaving a shade sail.
like a frame-shot from "Let the Right One In"
fab.
We've lost two, but I think the other one is still going. although we did have a frost yesterday.
Beautiful. I desktopped it, but my computer stretched it all the wrong ways, so I reverted to the previous spider.
I can't believe it's out there again tonight, this time at least twelve or thirteen feet above ground and in a huge, perfect wheel web in very bright moonlight. It's really quite eerie.
This is gorgeous. And a breakthrough.
For you, Kerryn.
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