Spider Eyes!

The evil doers have pert near killed off nature in these parts. However, a little nature may survive even in Hades on Earth. It's like when Crumby goes out to mess with the Class Aves feeders. This activity is nocturnal or very early of the AM before Ogma Sunface casts his baleful eye this way.

Yes. Crumby needs to take the seed feeders down at night and put them out again next morning. That's because possums or something can and will entirely empty the contents of a feeder. Well. Maybe possums. Maybe coons. Not rabbits! Not yer poor little bunny.

So you have to stroll around in the early morning before sunup, distributing your many bird feeders, each to its proper post. And there you go waltzing or sashaying across the long deceased grass or Poaceae. Dead that grass is. Long dead.

Yet for safety reasons and also so you may espy your way in the dark, you wear upon your head or noggin, just above your brow ridge, a light, a shining light, a brilliant beacon that can guide you this way or that in even the most stygian of recesses, crannies, nooks or holes where the sun hath never shined or shone. (Hmm. Is nookie a derivitive of nook?)

These type lights are essential for this activity. Sometimes they are known as head lamps, named for those heads that first employed them at night in the Cannibis fields. These lamps are given as gifts, freely but rarely by the elves, or may be purchased outright at Target.

OK. While you are traipsing along in the dead grass, putting out your feeders, you may notice a plenitude of emeralds, reflecting the light of your head lamp. There may be plenty of gleaming jewels. A thousand or maybe two thousand. But what are they actually? Eek! Spider eyes! Dead grass spider eyes!