Seven-legged spider-UPDATE

A not so itsy-bitsy-spider was climbing the walls of the house yesterday and later found exploring the front porch. Not yet sure what he is, but have a query in to the Arthropod Museum curator at the University of Arkansas. Toe-to-toe, this fellow was about the size of a quarter. He was also missing a leg, which made his climb harder. During one of his slow climbs, he fell off the wall, but got back up again.

Thanks to the entomologists at the U of Arkansas campus in Fayetteville, we have an ID for our mystery man:

“That is an adult male Myrmekiaphila, the only eastern genus of Euctenizidae, the ‘wafer-lid trapdoor spiders.’ The name ‘Myrmekiaphila’, meaning “ant-loving” refers to fact that early authors found burrows near ant nests … although there is no actual association with these spiders and ants. Males reach adulthood in the fall and early winter, when they leave their burrows and wander in search of females (which remain in their burrows). The strange modification of the first leg (metatarsus) seen in these photos is used to grip the females forelegs and push her backwards awkwardly, which prevents her from eating him during mating.”
Red spider on concrete brick.Red spider on tan bricks looking at front of spider.

12-27 Mystery Spider9

SpiderMoon

A little wind, a little luck and a random shutter speed created this shot of a spider holding the Sept. 8 super moon in its grasp.

Spider appears to hold moon in his legs.
He’s got the whole moon in his grasp. Orb spider hanging outside the window. with the Ouachita folds and forest in the background.

Weekly photo challenge: The world through your eyes

Nature shows there is beauty in both life and death.

And a look through everyone’s eyes:  http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/06/21/world-through-your-eyes/

King of the Garbage Can

This black and white (zebra) jumping spider was clambering all over the big green garbage can on this warm fall day. (With highs near 80, it was a great time to give the cars one last wash before the cold of late fall came rushing through.)  Couldn’t tell if he was curious or courageous or both, but when approached by a photographer many times his size, he always turned to face the lens, even appearing to look over his shoulder to keep all his eyes on the big galoot.

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