Told you so. (I’m more of a fan of jumping spiders — they’re like tiny kittens with twice as many legs.)
The orb-weavers are setting up shop on my balcony railing again, murdering gnats and the occasional small housefly with verve and enthusiasm. If they had ears I’d scrunch ‘em like a Border Collie.
One of my first memories is of a green jumping spider biting me on the neck.
Since that time I’ve been able to gradually expand the spider size at which they start to freak me out, but I’m still not happy once they get to be any bigger than about 5 or 6 centimeters across.
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