One evening last week I saw a huge spider that seemed to be floating magically outside our dining room window. I took a closer look at it, and sure enough, this monstrosity was spinning a web right in our window sill. At first I thought it was a hobo spider, because in the darkness, it's size, coloring, and shape seemed to match perfectly. The next day, I looked at the spider in the daylight, and realized that it wasn't a hobo spider after all. It's just a harmless
garden spider. I felt really relieved.
The next night I watched it some more, and was mesmerized that I was able to watch the spider spin its web so up close, with the safety of thick glass between me and the beast. It was so fascinating to see the tiniest details in its work. The next morning, it's huge (and I mean freaking HUGE) web hung in our windowsill majestically. The spider had worked so hard, and its web really was beautiful.
I found its daytime resting spot, in the corner of where the window meets our outside brick wall. When it rests, it sort of scrunches up, extending only its two front right legs. I can see silk strands attached to the end of each leg, and those strands are attached to the middle of the web. If I'm remembering correctly from the documentaries I've watched (while Nattie was on her spider & insect kick), they do this so that they can feel any vibrations in the web, signaling that either they've caught some prey, or an intruder is near.
Today, I actually got to see the spider wrap up a dead wasp in its silk. Then I saw the spider eat it. It was amazing!
I've also started referring to this creature as our pet spider. Anyone who knows me knows that this is insane. I have severe arachnophobia. I've had three spider bites in my lifetime, each time the bite has been infected to the point where a reddish pink line starts forming out of the bite, following a blood vessel (the beginning of the infection going into the bloodstream). I don't just think they're gross and scary. My animal brain has been taught to think they're a dangerous threat to my health.
So it's weird for me to feel any sort of affection towards a spider at all, but here I am, watching a spider live its life with interest, and starting to feel at ease with it being around. I look forward to checking on it during the day. When I thought about this earlier, I realized that I will miss this spider when it finally leaves.
It feels really good to let go of a good chunk of fear I've had in regards spiders for so many years. I know that I'm not cured of my arachnophobia, and the big, hairy spiders will always freak me out, along with the poisonous ones. But I feel less scared and less hateful of the small and harmless varieties, and the spots in my heart that those negative feelings resided in are replaced with a calm peaceful feeling. It's a bit of a surprise, but a really wonderful one.