I’ve been dealing with black widows in my summer kitchen for weeks.

On the one hand, there are no bugs, so that’s nice. On the other hand, they can be a bit spooky, given that one paralyzed my leg two years ago.. But look who I found today cheering them on!

It’s a troop.

Or a street gang, maybe.

A squad?

Five of them, evenly spaced, waiting to be chosen.

Huh!