Last night I dreamed of spiders….lots of spiders.

Crazy big spiders, tiny tiny spiders, spiders of all shapes and sizes; spinning webs here and there and everywhere.

Spiders creep me out.  I know! I know! They are an important part of the ecosystem.

But once when I was a young child my mother was bitten by a Black Widow Spider and almost died.  It was a long, slow time of recovery for her—and I never forgot it.

Then several years back I was bitten by a cousin of the Brown Recluse spider, which resulted in a hole on my forearm.

I dream that I had to walk through their webs, while the spiders were spinning, climbing, hunting and even snacking on their victims.

I remember going to a drive-in movie show with my parents where the two features were THE SPIDER and the second one  The Fly

I spent the whole time crouched on the floor in the back of the car.

It was a long night.

I’m so glad it’s morning and I left behind those thousands of eyes, round as marbles, in their sticky paths of silk hanging in the air….watching.

Whew!

I guess I was just way too tired when I went to sleep.

Your friend on a western Colorado farm,

Linda