I came nose-to-nose with a barn spider in my back doorway early last week, and watched for a while as she caught a few insects trying to fly into my kitchen. By the next morning she and her web were gone, but the next evening when I peeked around 10, she had spun a new web in the same spot. I purposefully left my door open that night, giving me a breeze and her a bug bonanza. This has been happening for days.
Every morning she’s gone (they eat their webs at dawn and sleep all day), and every evening she’s spinning again: up, down, around, circle-circle-circle, repeat! in the dusk.
(She hasn’t written “Some Pig” yet, but I’m hopeful.)