I'm sitting here looking out the back window, into the forest behind my house. It is early evening, and the sunshine is dappled over the leaves in a hodge-podge outside my window. Suddenly, the earth moves just right, and the sun shines down on the perfection of a large spider building a web amongst the leaves. I could see him moving back and forth, making his web, knowing full well that soon the fireflies will be out, and the spider will feast...