Waiting for the Earth’s shadow to cover the whole wafer of white moon, Dana Wilde ponders facts of our inner psychic reality.
Dana Wilde
The fascination of decorations
Even if you missed the black-and-yellow female spider patiently waiting, your eye might be drawn to the thick white zigzag of silk at the center of her web, writes Dana Wilde.
M31 and the limits of visibility
In 3.75 billion years, it’s filling autumn evenings — if such things still exist — looming over any humans who might be left like the gigantic, terrifying face of an angel, Dana Wilde writes.
Nursery web love
Why female spiders eat the males sometimes, the scientists aren’t sure, Dana Wilde writes.
Black widow fear justified in Maine?
While the spiders might hitch a ride here on grapes or in luggage, our cold winters prevent them from living in Maine, writes Dana Wilde.
Ancient summer light
The richness and clarity of June’s blue sky are almost supernatural, writes Dana Wilde.
Waiting for the stink bugs
In this mind-bogglingly diverse biosphere we live in, a lot of different species emit a stink when threatened, among them the leaf-footed bugs and, of course, stink bugs, writes Dana Wilde.
Billions of galaxies in expanding space
Our understanding of stars and galaxies is ever growing to unspeakable limits, writes Dana Wilde.