Yes, I get it. I get what spiders do for us (eating bugs and all), and I know they're actually incredible creatures. I'm actually amazed at what they can do. But I don't like their sneakiness. Example...when you go to the garage and turn on the lights, there is an incredibly low chance a snake will be there waiting (on the wall), but sometimes - just to keep you on your toes - a spider will meet you there. And that's the difference. They just sneak around at their bidding.
When I see a spider, its life expectancy is normally the time it takes me to get to it. I say normally because i give some spiders slack. Being outside helps, and not being a trash spider helps. Trash spiders? Trash spiders are ugly, run-of-the-mill, walking around your yard in the hundreds, and/or carrying venom. Spiders I can tolerate are those that have character. One of those was the impious of this post. I've been keeping my take on spiders to myself, but watching him was impressive enough to take his picture and write this post. It was a Phidippus audax. Or the common name(s) of Daring Jumping Spider or Bold Jumping Spider.
And I concede, they're amazing. They look like monsters, move like robots (better than robots), have the four-pack eyes up front, ridiculously colored fangs, are smaller than half your fingernail, and JUMP! Well beyond their body length. Something we could only dream of doing. This particular Jumping Spider I was watching would immediately face you if getting too close. They don't run, they face the issue. In fact, he reacted to cars driving by...at least a yard's width away. Impressive. And then he just continues to jump around. Brick to sidewalk, to brick, to grass, to whatever.
This is the picture I took. He's sitting on block that's about 7 x 12 inches. Yeah, he's small.
This is a much better shot of their faces.
So, spiders have their place, but chances are high, I'll delete them. Unless you're a cool spider.
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