We were visiting, making some stops onChristmas Eve afternoon. We’d taken some gifts to friends, and were sitting in their living room.
A flutter of motion under a bookcase caught our eye.
Spider, a heretofore patient waiter, was now riding the frantic wing-flap buffeting of a newly ensnared winter moth (Operophtera brumata).
Loop after loop of silk lassoed moth legs.
The contest between spider and prey is not always easy.
Spider made steady progress.
The spider won.
Christmas Eve Dinner was hers.