Yesterday was a trip to San Angelo, Texas, to see if we want to move there. There's two lakes there and a two branches of a very little river; you can live along the river (if you are a millionaire) or one of the lakes (more reasonable). I'm behind in my emails from just one lil' day away from the computer!
On the way, we saw thousands of tarantulas trying to cross the highway. They are on the move all over West Texas. All the rain has brought them out. I feel bad fer the poor things, the victims of the rushing cars. But then, I'm not scared of spiders. Never mind the fact that I showed my slip (and drawers, I'm afraid) to quite a few motorists at a rest stop. I wore a ground-sweeping skirt fer the trip and was trying to catch a lil' tiny toad I saw hoppin' along in the grass and suddenly thought I felt a spider sneaking up my skirt...oh my. A whirling dervish had nothin' on me, dearies, and I definitely gave myself a few bruises in my zeal to remove the [non-existent] spider.
Here is a vintage image of two ladies busy squishing spiders in the old days. Ah, I hope not! Thought it might be cute fer scrapbooking or bloggies. It gets much bigger when regular-clicked. Right-click any size to save.