Spider Friend

Nicole and I went to Meadowlark Gardens this weekend, a small park on the outskirts of Vienna that hosts a variety of plants and wildlife. We always find ourselves seated, overlooking a small pond where turtles, geese, and fish pass by nearly oblivious to our existence.

There are also a number of insects. This guy started crawling on my black jeans, exploring my leg for many minutes. It wasn't until I looked at him through the macro lens that I realized it was a tiny spider.

I put my finger down to see if he would crawl onto my arm.

He did. And when I finally directed him back to the arm of the wooden chair I sat in, it only took him a few seconds to revisit my leg. We repeated this process a number of times.

I suppose one can do worse than having spider friends.