It's been a pain to try to make an image of our newest guest in the garden. Hes artwork is usually most beautiful in the morning when covered in dew.
But to make an image of the artist her self has been a hard task. Every single morning you can see that she has been working on her web during the night, but in the morning she' gone. She's hiding. She's waiting for a prey, like this...
Hiding behind the apple leaves and having control over the fine strings of her web with just one small touch of her leg. And if and when some poor insect flies to the so beautiful but so fatal trap...
She's ready, but so was I too!
But to make an image of the artist her self has been a hard task. Every single morning you can see that she has been working on her web during the night, but in the morning she' gone. She's hiding. She's waiting for a prey, like this...
Hiding behind the apple leaves and having control over the fine strings of her web with just one small touch of her leg. And if and when some poor insect flies to the so beautiful but so fatal trap...
She's ready, but so was I too!
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