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Spiders are Amazing Creatures

The other night Ingrid and I were talking about really obvious things that are amazing. I forget what things specifically that we were talking about, but this morning (as I flip through my Flickr uploads) I am reminded of another yet another obvious, amazing thing.

Spiders

If for a moment you can put your fears aside, please make an effort to appreciate what spiders do.

Spiders secrete silk from an organ on the underside of their abdomen called a spinneret. The large majority of spiders have 6 spinnerets that “move independently and in concert to build webs.” Most use those webs to catch their prey (with sticky and non-sticky threads that they maneuver with ease, sensing vibrations), but some spiders “fish” with a sticky “capture blob” of silk on the end of a line, and some even create trapdoors. Typically spiders “prey on insects and on other spiders, although a few large species also take birds and lizards.”

Upon capture, spiders inject their prey with venom, then “they liquidize their food by flooding it with digestive enzymes” because their “guts are too narrow to take solids.”

Here is a fantastic specimen that I noticed in the shed.

Attleson Farm: Crazy Spider Web

The complexity and scope of the web is had to capture in one picture. The dome that you see there is supported by dozens of smaller lines attached to the wall, some going almost 2 feet up.

Attleson Farm: Crazy Spider Web

Notice where the ends of the legs tug on the web. :)

Info source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider

There is no going back to what was before

Once again, Jim Kunstler hits the nail right on the head.

President Obama had better turn his efforts from pretending to re-start the revolving credit rackets to overseeing the comprehensive re-simplifying of American life. I think he has a few weeks to turn his rhetoric around before the political mischief begins for real, and the aggrieved classes start shooting things up and burning things down. These classes really do need something to hope for, and something to work at, and something to occupy their attention besides their grief over the massive losses in their lives. But none of that energy will be focused beneficially unless they hear the truth… that there really is no going back to what was before.

From The Free and the Dead on kunstler.com.

RIP Baby Hummingbirds

The babies are dead, we are in mourning.

Attleson Farm: RIP Baby Hummingbirds


It wasn’t too long after I arrived at the Attleson Farm (almost 3 weeks ago) that Sylvia spotted the hummingbird nest just outside the kitchen window. She had noticed an adult bird flying to the same place on the same branch the past few days, and then she put 2 and 2 together. We got out the ladder that evening and had our first look up close.

Attleson Farm: Baby Hummingbirds

And I filmed a little video, too.

They are so precious.

Since then we’ve been monitoring them on a daily basis. Mostly we just watched from the kitchen with the binoculars, but every few days we busted out the ladder (usually when someone visited who hadn’t seen them yet) and had another close inspection. A lot of people that were seeing my hummingbird pictures on Flickr couldn’t really comprehend how small they were, so the next time we set up the ladder I brought a quarter with me.

Attleson Farm: Hummingbird Nest

Slowly but surely they started getting feathers and their beaks were getting longer. We started seeing 2 little beaks sticking up from the nest when we watched them through the binoculars.

Attleson Farm: Hummingbird Nest

They were actually starting to look like birds, but it was still hard to imagine them ever being able to fly. And only a few days later, we could even see their heads sticking out from the nest.

Attleson Farm: Baby Hummingbirds

It really was amazing that they could fit in such a tiny space: siblings, about ready to leave their nest behind and fly around the world drinking nectar from flowers. We knew that we didn’t have much time left with them, we knew that soon they’d be gone, but we weren’t prepared for it to end like this.

Attleson Farm: RIP Baby Hummingbirds

:(

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