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It was a warm enough fall day, and the giant fly buzzed around the spider with a raging fury as if it were asking for trouble to come upon it. The spider saw the value of eating the fly almost as a last meal in her old age. The spider quickly constructed the tiny web in hopes of getting one last meal before she succumbed to the death that she knew was coming to her. It took just under an hour to construct the web, but it was a job done, but too little, too late, for the fly, well it was possible that something else got to eat it first, as it was no longer a bother to the spider.

But the snowfall came while she waited for another to come and froze both her and the web solid, like it was an ice sculpture. The spider had died of starvation before her carcass had frozen, because the fly she was expecting to catch was captured by another, and its carcass had frozen so perfectly as it was already dead.

Ah, but the photographer, they were the lucky one! They took a once in a lifetime shot (well actually spiderwebs freeze like this a lot, as I found at least a dozen others like this without even trying, but I digress). As for me writing about this picture, we'll see what happens a little later on down the line.