Head Space Daily Words...

Until autumn arrived today, bringing in the cold, it had been that time of year when the spiders come out. A small one had been residing on our bathroom ceiling, with a strand of magic spider string running down to the top of the showerhead. Why is it that we are so scared of these tiny eight legged little dudes? They are miniscule next to us, so what’s the problem? Of course, I had spider heebie geebies once, who hasn’t? I would pick up a shoe, whack the little fella – bosh – and mop it up with a tissue. How barbaric is that? Totally irrational and utterly heartless. Quite often the spider would somehow spring back into life. You can wash a spider down the plug hole and it will come crawling back into the bath. They are resilient creatures and are really quite incredible. The webs that they weave are out of this world. There has been one outside the front of our house for a couple of weeks now. Its first web was housed between our two dustbins, (see HSD Image,) until the bins were moved and our eight-legged friend had to move on. The location of his new abode was in front of our lounge windows – a rather vast and impressive web suspended with various strands connected to the gutter and others hinged to the top of a hedge. The problem with the first version of this web was that the supporting cable running from web to hedge was slightly too low and when I forgot to duck underneath it one evening, my face brought the whole thing crashing down. Just like the well known ‘if at first you don’t succeed’ tale of Robert the Bruce, our never say die spider was back spinning away, building a new pad in front of the same lounge windows, (See HSD Image,) but this time with the supporting cable running from the highest point of the hedge, ensuring there was no risk of human collision, as anyone will pass safely underneath. That is high spider intelligence!! I have no idea how spiders make their webs and although I could go to Google and look it up right now, I would actually rather leave a bit of romanticism in my life and simply call it spider magic. It’s sometimes better to be in awe and wonder of something, rather than break it all down to fact and science. Go for it my eight legged friends...