I think that's a fitting name for yesterday: Day of Death. We had intended it to be a day of gardening and woodworking. The day was first marred when D was mowing the backyard and spotted a dead and decomposing sparrow behind our air conditioner.
Later, we saw a Little Blue Heron on our back fence. When we peered over the fence to watch the bird fly away, we witnessed it being attacked by a hawk and then eaten.
Later still, I was pulling weeds for over half an hour. When finished, I stood up and picked up a flower pot that had laid by my feet the whole time. Inside I spied a spider and, despite my fear of arachnids, remained calm - until I noticed the unmistakeable red hourglass upon the spider's underside.
Here is the Southern Black Widow (and her egg sac!) after H drowned her with spider killing spray. After I took this photo, she began moving again. Then, H smooshed her to death. Um, yay!
I have witnesses that I did indeed act semi-sane during the whole ordeal.
The day ended well though.
Built by H - with help from D and me. Eight feet tall and 46 inches wide. Already filled with books and awaiting its twin.
Hi, we live in the South Eastern US and have a lots of black widows. They like to find nooks in our porch and garage. I have squashed quite a few. :-) Never been bit and don't intend too. I just hate spiders.
You have a very nice site and blog. Have a great day Deeny :-) An older housewife. (not that much older- only about 10 years older).
We found one of those black widows up here at our mile-high altitude -- we'd never seen one up here before. My husband did exactly the same thing as yours did.
I LOVE your book shelves.