there are spiderwebs everywhere. It's that time of year (the crunchy dried lawn of summer that's closer to the orange leaves of fall than the green shoots of spring), and the spiders build webs across every open space as fast as they can. Maybe this is when they get really hungry? Maybe it's when they give birth to their multitudes of hungry spider babies? (I'm sure glad I don't live near a radioactive something or other because a giant spider with a giant web and a bad hungry radioactive attitude is something I don't think I'd be particularly well equipped to deal with.) I spend my time going between any of the usual outside places with hands out in front so I'm not walking into webs with my face. It's sort of like a modified mummy/zombie walk, but sprightlier with occasional surprised screeches and the creeped out dance if I miss one. (there's nothing like being pretty sure but not positive that there's a spider somewhere down your shirt.) That being said, I never kill them on purpose -- if they can't be outside, where can they be? If I catch one with my zombie hands I dangle the silk over another plant so they can start over again. I'm also a pretty good spider remover from inside to out, although if they are particularly big or hairy or scary looking I'm super jumpy and therefore not very effective. (I'm creeping myself out just thinking about it!)
Anyway. Now that it's less than 100 degrees out (woo!) it feels like my brain is re-solidifying from the vapor it was a week ago so I hope to be posting more regularly. We'll see how that works out. (next post: no spiders! I promise.)
I was just admiring the ones in my bathroom who are catching *many* biting midges who would otherwise be feasting on ME. Thanks, spiders!
ReplyDeleteYay, you're back!!!
yay spiders! mostly I have no issue with them when they're doing their spider thing as long as they're not trying to do it IN MY CLOTHES. But the creepy ones need to be outside, and the ones outside need to not be directly on me. but otherwise, I'm all for spider power, etc. (I'm mindful of anansi boys when I'm escorting spiders from inside to outside and try not to harm or offend. Unless they get on me, then I have no control over what happens.)
ReplyDeleteIgggggghhhh, bugs inside clothes, ack ack ack ack ack! Yeah, that's not good. I don't like being crawled on anyway (except by the cat) but *inside* clothes is absolutely the worst.
ReplyDeleteBrrrrr! Shiver!