This is war
The recent rains have brought bugs out in force. The flies I can handle, but there is a spider who's made my list. The other day as I was trying to leave my carport, there was a huge web that ran from ceiling to floor and covered half of the opening. Covered with morning dew, it was gorgeous. Thinking of Charlotte's Web, I almost hated sweeping it away.
The next day the web was back and fell victim to my broom again.
Day three, it was there again and even larger. I got out my broom and the spider, deciding it was time for a stand-off, came out to stare me down. My "Charlotte" was the largest brown recluse spider I've ever seen. I think it was a pregnant female because the body while bearing the distinctive fiddle back markings was very round and the size of a nickel. Most brown recluse spiders fall into the long and lean category of arachnids. The leg span had to be an additional three inches. I had the willies from my scalp down to my toes. Brown recluse spider bites while relatively painless are extremely toxic and actually eat away the tissue around the bite. They leave gaping wounds. I went to town with my broom again, but the spider got away.
Today was day four. This morning, I tried to head out my front door, and there in front of me was another web that reached from my gutters to the railings by my front steps. I think it's trying to conduct a siege. It's very persistent.
I'm grateful I'm bigger.