While gardening, I’ve walked into my share of spider webs. I have to knock them off the deck regularly because some enterprising spider has decided to build a web across the deck door. One lived on a windowsill for months that I eventually named Bob. Near the flowers out front, spider webs pop up overnight, and whenever I use my gardening tools, I have to shoo spiders away before I use them. I’ve seen my share of spiders and their handiwork, but never one that formed a nearly perfect circle. At least, I didn’t walk into it.
