Beneath that huge pile of drifted and shoveled snow beside my garage lies buried my compost bin, legendary home to many generations of spiders (especially Steatoda borealis) and maggots. I couldn’t seen any spiders before the last big storm, but now I can’t even get to it. It’s completely covered in an avalanche of snow.
This is probably just fine for the occupants. Lots of spiders overwinter by snuggling down under the layers of snow, and others just tuck away an egg sac and let the embryos rest quietly until the spring. I’ll be checking in as soon as it melts and it warms up a bit more.
…Underneath, the cluster of leathery eggs wait, shrouded in a luminous fog.
Any passersby only notices a strange electronic interference blocking communications.
Autobot Silverwynde says
Huh. So that’s how they survive. Interesting.
PZ Myers says
Also, going inside our house.