Here in Austin it has been raining for 40 days and 40 nights. Some spinster aunts would simply throw in the towel and take to their beds with tubs of Cool Whip when confronted with such seratonin-depleting meteorological anomalies, but I am not one of them. No, not I. Instead I don raiment suitable for diluvian revels (a blue plastic poncho of such uncompromising doofiness that Stingray will not associate with me when I’m wearing it) and hie for the Twisty Araneae Compound.
My diligence was rewarded yesterday when I encountered this excellent, recently shed argiope exoskeleton (Fig. 7). The argiope herself (Fig. 42) — now a size larger than before — was hanging out to dry, but having little luck, on accounta the deluge.