Spider's nest.
The spider.
A dead spider very close to the live one of the top two images. Wonder what the story was here?
A lone honey bee.
All in the Back Forty today.
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"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
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