…and the bee’s are missing, and so are the wasps for that matter. I don’t like wasps so there’s no loss there but I like bee’s and I can count on one hand the number I’ve seen this year. I live out in the country so there’s usually lots of em buzzing around the garden. Sadly not this year though.
But there has been an extraordinary amount of daddy-long-legs, can’t abide them, ugly looking brutes.
Veering off widly, have you ever seen spiders fight? Well I hadn’t till the other day, and it’s not pretty. So my wife asked me to catch a couple of spiders in the bedroom, just the normal kind of house spiders you get.
Mr efficiency here decides to catch them both in the same glass jar, and for posterity gives the jar a little shake….for no particular reason I can think of.
Anyway, the larger of the 2, upon realising he’s not alone jumps on the other and envelopes it with all his eight legs and sinks his teeth in, it’s horrible, the little one is all squirming legs. I panic and throw the both of them out the window hoping to dislodge the big bully, fat chance probably.
So unless you want to witness fight club spider style always catch your spiders one at a time.
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