It’s Spiders, not NazisWoman in the Middle | April 9, 2014
I am a little worried about what the neighbors think of me. I am walking around my yard with my arm held straight out from my body, hand pointing to the distant horizon. Yes, it does look like something out of a World War II newsreel about the German army. But really, it has nothing to do with Nazis, it has to do with spiders!
I really really do not like spiders. The idea that one might end up on me is, well, too appalling to even contemplate. Last summer we went out one evening about 8 p.m. for a walk and I didn’t notice that a good-sized spider had created a four-foot or so wide web between the crepe myrtle tree and my car. I walked right into it and actually felt the spider brush the top of my head before it scrambled away. I am getting the willies just typing this!
Warm weather had returned this week and with it my concern that the spiders have returned. In order to try to minimize my contact with large spider webs, I am back to doing what I call me “spider salute.” I sometimes wonder what the neighbors think when they see me walking around with my arm sticking out in front of me. The only other thing I can think to do is get a big long stick and wave it around in front of me. I can just imagine th neighbors seeing me going out to get the newspaper in the morning, waving a big stick in front of me. Sigh. I think I will just stick to my spider salute.