She is an ambush predator. She understands the meaning of diligence. She epitomizes calm. She knows how to wait.
She is young, this spider, yet already she demonstrates keen intellect. Find the food others need to survive, then become a statue at its edge. Soon they will come. And soon she will dine.
She, too, is young, though older than the first. In the dim light of an overcast day, she is all but invisible as she watches the stem leading to the plant’s flowers.
She is mature, pregnant even, and soon to create an egg sac. Not her first, I think, for the year is late.
She hangs effortlessly and becomes a part of the leaf, unmoving yet seeing in all directions. She is an ambush predator, and soon she will eat.
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All photos are of female green lynx spiders (Peucetia viridans):
[1] Perched on the petals of a plains sunflower (a.k.a. petioled sunflower or prairie sunflower; Helianthus petiolaris); taken at White Rock Lake in Dallas.
[2] Hiding on the leaf of woolly croton (a.k.a. hogwort or doveweed; Croton capitatus); taken at the family farm in East Texas.
[3-4] Clinging to the leaf of purple morning glory (a.k.a. common morning glory; Ipomoea purpurea); taken at the family farm in East Texas.
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