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10-1-06 Some days it just doesn't pay
to get up. This was one of them. Outside of an afternoon walk
with my husband, nothing went right. It was too wet to trim the hedge
this morning, so that didn't get done. I wasted time trying to fix
something on the Berea Arts Council website that I finally figured out
wasn't broken in the first place. Then late this afternoon I was
cleaning up some papermaking stuff that I had stacked outside the garage and
felt something on my hand. It was
this little lady. I'm not a fan of spiders, any spider, but black
widows fall at the bottom of my list. As soon as I realized what was
tickling me, I brushed her off, but not before she bit me. By the time
I'd found a jar and captured her, my hand was burning and beginning to
swell. It never got any worse than this,
and I didn't have any of the really nasty symptoms of a spider bite, so I
didn't follow up with a trip to the emergency room. But that wasn't
the end of my day. After dark I went out onto the enclosed porch to
enjoy a cup of coffee. I was halfway into the cup when the screen door
flew open and a skunk ran OUT from the porch. He had been out there
with me the whole time. Gack! Like the spider bite, this could
have been worse...much worse. Given that stuff like this happens in
threes, I went to bed. Wasn't about to wait around for that third
thing to happen. 10-2-06 Thanks
all of you who wrote. I'm fine. Definitely too tough a nut for
any spider to get me down. And speaking of that, I want to take back
something I wrote yesterday. I said I wasn't a fan of spiders, any
spiders. Now...that's not exactly true. I actually do like the
big yellow garden spiders. They're different. Somehow, they're
not creepy or threatening, maybe because they're big and I can see them and
they stay put, at least until egg laying time.
This one was out in
the flower garden in the late summer and I enjoyed feeding her grasshoppers
and moths. A week or so ago, she was missing from her web. This
didn't surprise me much because they do go off to lay eggs this time of
year. What did surprise me was to find her in the enclosed porch,
carefully tucked away in a corner
of the ceiling along with her egg case. That would have been fine,
except I didn't want spiders hatching on the porch next spring, so I very
carefully moved both her and the egg case out under the eaves. She
settled in nicely and surprised me by spinning a new attachment for the egg
case that secured it better than I had done. She stayed there for a
couple of days, then disappeared. She'd gone off to die. Brings
back childhood memories of the tears I shed when I read and reread
Charoltte's Web. 10-3-06 Nothing
grand and glorious to write about. I spent part of the afternoon
helping install the doll exhibit at the Berea Arts Council. (It's a
neat show, not exactly what you might expect.
Here is a link to the promo page. I'll offer a link to pictures
from the exhibit when they go up.) **Elizabeth Glixman did an
excellent
interview with my husband that went up live on Eclectica Magazine
yesterday. She was kind enough to add a link to my site, as well.
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