I jinxed the spider

My writing about my favorite spider wasn't a boon to the spider.

I went out of the deck this morning and the spider was gone, just a wisp of web left.

Bern said the spider had been there when she was out earlier. But gone by the time I got there.

I hope he/she is alright. I will miss my favorite spider.

Greener pastures is my desire.

Farewell, friend. (Though I doubt you thought of me in those terms.)