She sat in that web for a week and didn’t move. I wondered if she was  just a dead shell of her former self. I happened to be out in my yard one sunny Fall day and turning over a piece of wood found a small white winged fly. I took it in to the house and gently deposited it on Nancy’s web..With a speed faster than lightening she left her center and had that baby wrapped up nicely and stored for later use.

I felt quite good to know she would be okay for a few days. The days got colder. I found a carpenter. I had trouble with that one as I like carpenters, they were my floor friends when I was a child in my Great grandmother’s kitchen.  I tried to get it on the web but he was heavy, she was small and the web broke up. So he was spared his life and put back out doors. Mom had to point out to me that she wouldn’t have gone after something that wouldn’t fly in to her web..duh!!  Never occurred to me.

Nancy disappeared web and all for a couple of days. Then returned with new vigor and rebuilt her web, sitting at center patiently. Two days later I started getting concerned again. I can’t feed Nancy!! I don’t like the weight of the responsibility either.  I can’t bear it..POOR NANCE!

I decided the best thing to do would be to put her in the greenhouse where she would find somewhere to hunker down for the winter or at least have a chance at food.

Maybe we will run into each other again some day..