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  • I dearly love spiders. Not just because they're part of nature, which I also have a love for, but because one nearly became my death knell, though inadvertently I must say.

    I was bitten by a 'fiddle back' when I was young, and the poison left me in and out of hospitals for several years. After that experience I feared them horribly. I studied, and learned all I could about them, and came to love them for their simple survival skills, and what they offered we humans, despite the danger they present to us.

    They have been around much longer than we (humans) have, and they mean us no harm. In fact we might be prey for many other insects, and the parasitic organisms with the diseases they cause, if not for their veracious appetite for those pests. Fearsome they seem, beneficial they are. We can suffer a few bites, as long as they defend us from much nastier fates. The poison that some have just commands our respect, not our hatred.

    Normally I don’t bother taking photos of these specific spiders, she’s an orb weaver, and there’s literally billions of them here. But this girl, I noted, was missing one of her right forelegs. I’ve been keeping an eye on her since she was tiny, to check on her well being. She’s getting big now, and probably getting ready to lay eggs in the next week or two.

    I guess missing a leg isn’t a handicap when one has a surplus of them. I’m just happy to see her doing so well.

    I'm looking forward to Lucky's offspring, I would like to know if the missing leg is a genetic flaw, or a sustained injury. The babies will tell.

    I've given her a nick name, after a star-trek character; I call her 'Seven of Nine" (I know, eight would have been more appropriate, but I do what I can with what I have, just like she does).
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