Phew! And I didn’t even have my blue cape or red underpants on either.
On the way back to my office, camera in hand and head down I noticed a rustle of grass on the edge of the lawn.
Within seconds this pompilid wasp came onto view dragging a juvenile Rain Spider.
I am not arachnophobic so the sight of this Bert, as we call them at the Ark’s Spot in dire straits plucked a few heart strings I must be honest.
The wasp stings the spider, paralyzing it, then drags it to its nest where it lays eggs in the spider. You can guess the rest.
I had tried to save a fully grown Bert a couple of years ago, by shooing the wasp and moving the spider.
But,alas, was to no avail; something came back and dragged the spider off.
Then a while back, I read on a Face Book page that there is a chance the spider may survive if rescued.
Generally, I do not like to interfere in nature but today I consider (as I am also part of nature ) I was there , in that spot, at that time for a reason.
So I shooed the wasp and picked up the spider, who is now sitting in an open sandwich box on my desk.
I am keeping fingers crossed it recovers. I shall give it some water in due course and we shall see.
Meantime, enjoy the photos.