[PHOTOS TAKEN: SEPTEMBER 15TH, 2023 | Image IDs: Two photos of a red, black, and yellow morph arrowhead spider in its web /End IDs.]

gorgeous arrowhead spider / triangle orb weaver (I believe, correct me if I'm wrong!)

it's midnight, but I'm bored, so I've just been figuring out which spider each spider-person is... So here you go I guess.

Peter Parker, Spiderman, Red-headed mouse spider

Miles Morales, Spiderman, Redback spider

Miguel O'Hara, Spiderman 2099, Red-blue big-jawed spider

Pavitr Prabhakar, Spiderman India, Peacock spider

Hobie Brown, Spider Punk, Spiny orb weaver

Jessica Drew, Spider woman, Arrowhead spider

Gwen Stacy, Spider Gwen, Ghost spider

Anya Corazon, Spidergirl, Zebra spider

A few photos above from an early morning hike at the Friendship Hill National Historic Site near Pt. Marion, Pennsylvania. If you want to learn more about the history of this sprawling estate, you can go to this link or search for prior posts from the main search page of my Tumblr blog. In addition to the historic homestead of Albert Gallatin, the park features ten miles of hiking trails through verdant oak-hickory and riparian forests. This time of year, the Central Appalachian forest is rich with fungi, legumes, berries, and the loveliest orb-weavers imaginable.

From top: wingstem (Verbesina alternifolia), also known as yellow ironweed, a late summer aster so named because the petioles of its leaves run down the plant's stem; northern spicebush (Lindera benzoin), a gorgeous native shrub whose bright red berries in late summer are followed by the most extraordinary gold foliage in the fall; orange mycena (Mycena leaiana), a lovely, gregarious fungi of deciduous logs whose pigment has shown antibacterial and anti-cancer properties; the ripened but dangerously toxic berries of pokeweed (Phytolacca americana), whose young leaves are used by mountain folk to make poke sallet (but only after repeated cleansings to remove the toxins); American hog-peanut (Amphicarpaea bracteata), a lovely twining vine whose roots and ground nut are edible; cutleaf coneflower (Rudbeckia laciniata), also known as green-headed coneflower and wild goldenglow, a close relative of black-eyed Susan with gorgeous, pinnately-dissected leaves (the leaf photo also shows the characteristic tri-foliate leaf pattern of hog-peanut); zig-zag goldenrod (Solidago flexicaulis), one of two adorable woodland goldenrods that grow in this area (the other being blue-stemmed goldenrod), both of which produce clusters of brilliant yellow flowers in both their leaf axils and at the ends of their stems; steeplebush (Spiraea tomentosa), also known as hardhack, which produces delicate plumes of pink flowers in late summer; a spined micrathena (Micrathena gracilis), which has ensnared a fly in her web; and an arrowhead orb weaver (Verrucosa arenata), also known as a triangle orb-weaver, a sparkling gem of an arachnid that reels in its prey like a fisherman dragging in a net.

New Spidersona, Devil Spider. Still carries some ideas from the spidersona I made after seeing the first Spider-Verse, most notably the idea of being given their powers by a spider-demon, but developing the ideas a bit, and tying them into a specific kind of spider, the Arrowhead Orb Weaver, which has a large triangular abdomen with a marking that looks like an arrowhead, or, if your cultural frame of reference is more Christianity focused, the devil's head-

WARNING- IMAGE OF REAL SPIDER BELOW THIS CUT

I need to draw Devil Spider's demonic patron, too, since I'm envisioning it as a take on Beelzebub where his head is the abdomen of a giant spider.

Arrowhead spiders actually produce silk that is stronger and stretches more than other spiders and also rebuild their webs every day since they're generally too damaged by rain and such by the end of the day. Their webs also are described as having larger holes than usual. Devil Spider creates their duster cardigan thing every time they change into costume, and their web lines take on a chain-like form. They thus also create the chains that hang from their belt every time they change into costume (they're fast, but also this means it takes them a bit longer to change into costume than other spider people, and will occasionally have to respond to things "half dressed.")

Part of their empowerment also gave them two long spider legs from just above their shoulder blades, which usually they hide, but which can hold the edges of their duster to turn it into a pair of functional wings.

And, oh, fuck it, I'm deciding now as I post this to indulge my Ghost Rider/Spawn Dork side, and say that they also have the power to manipulate the webchains they created like those characters can with normal chains.

In the world of cool and interesting species I didn't know existed until today, meet Verrucosa arenata (Arrowhead Orb-weaver), which could more accurately be described as 'spider with an orchid on its abdomen'

In case you're wondering if my trying to get a decent picture bothered it, during this shoot a gnat flew into its web and it immediately wrapped it up, but did not react to me at all, so I'm guessing not.

So this friendly buddy that's been living in the door is a Arrowhead orb weaver, it's from a South American spices known as verrucosa and is the only to live in the US. I think it's neat to find it in the middle of wv.

Red arrowhead spiders, a species of orb weaver. They come in other colors, but the red ones look the coolest. These little bastards are notorious for building huge webs across trails in the woods, right at face level. In fact, the one in the last three pics had a person-shaped hole in its web (I tried to take a pics but they didn't turn out). The one in the first four pics kept throwing up its legs in some kind of arachnid gang sign every time I would scold my dog for pulling on her leash in an attempt to threaten me. And you know what? I felt threatened.

[PHOTOS TAKEN: SEPTEMBER 22ND, 2023 | Image IDs: Four photos of two different arrowhead spider morphs, the one in the first two being reddish-brown with a yellow mark while the other is black and brown, also with a yellow mark, both of which being in their webs /End IDs.]

Arrow Shaped Micrathena Spiders are Colorful and Great for the Environment

Arrow Shaped Micrathena Spiders are Colorful and Great for the Environment reminds readers of the importance of spiders to the environment and to those of us who like to spend time outdoors. It then introduces this colorful spider.

Arrowhead Spider From Below Okay, okay, so not all of us agree about whether or not spiders are beautiful. I know that many of my friends and readers don’t find them nearly as beautiful as I do, but no one can argue with me about their importance to the environment, especially in our gardens. Spiders literally eat tons of insects, many of them pest species like mosquitoes and flies, each year!…

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Arrowhead orb weaver by Jon Nichols Via Flickr: A small spider I first noticed this year.

Verrucosa arenata, also known as the arrowhead spider, arrowhead orb weaver, or triangle orb weaver, is a species of orb-weaver spider (family Araneidae). It is widely distributed in the New World. Other species of the genus Verrucosa occur in North and South America. (at Arlington, Virginia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CTOLlQcs_L6tu_LQVP-6Wz8hjrTMVAcrhIVkSk0/?utm_medium=tumblr

Above are a few photos from a long, mid-summer bike ride on the Mon River Trail yesterday. My destination was the historic beehive coke ovens at mile marker 22, where one of the most elusive and delicate of Appalachia’s terrestrial orchids, cranefly orchid (Tipularia discolor), blooms this time of year. This colonizing perennial has one of the most fascinating life-cycles in the plant kingdom. Hairy leafcup (Smallanthus uvedalia), also known as bear’s foot due to its enormous, lobed leaves, is another great summer wildflower. This perennial’s massive blooms arguably draw even more pollinators than those of milkweed.

From top: American bellflower (Campanula americana), a tall, graceful lover of shady woodland edges; an arrowhead orb weaver (Verrucosa arenata), enjoying an early brunch from her delicately-spun web; an eastern tiger swallowtail (Papilio glaucus) taking a sip of sweet nectar from hairy leafcup; the bright yellow flowerheads of hairy leafcup, which draw a steady stream of pollinators; historic beehive coke ovens, crucial to fueling the iron and steel industry in the late nineteenth century; and the delicate, drooping flowers of cranefly orchid, also known as crippled cranefly orchid. 

Arrowhead Orb Weaver 

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