My Dull Life: Lazarus Arachnids
October 22, 2010 in My Dull Life
So last night I was about to go to bed and I glanced in the dishwasher. There was a black spot of something the size of a nickel inside of it that didn’t belong there. Nope: there was a spider the size of a nickel in the dishwasher. I am not afraid of bugs and other little critters, mostly. (In college–the very first time I went to college–I was the hall Bug Wrangler. Everyone called me to take care of their bee, yellow jacket, and spider problems.) But if you kill a spider, it will rain, plus it’s not cool for the spider. It looked like it would be a lot of effort to wrangle this particular spider, and I was tired, so I left him be. I figured he could handle himself.
I’ve noticed the death of the bees, myself. My porches always seem to be the temples of bee sacrifice. I’ll find one tiny carcass, dead, a captured worker from another hive, eviscerated on my doorstep with the tiniest knife you’ve ever seen (exquisitely carved of a stinger), an offering to the Pollen God. May the harvest be good this season! Bzzzz!
