I haven’t been writing much lately, but a LOT has been happening. Chris and I moved house, I’ve written an article, getting ready to film a presentation for a museum – I really need to write it all up, but not tonight.
Tonight, I’m stuck with spiders. In the past couple of weeks, we have found five brown recluse, or fiddleback, spiders, in the house. They’re not aggressive, or dramatic – but they push my buttons. For some reason, I can hold bees in my hands and let them lick the honey off, but these *particular* spiders freak me right out.
My grandmother was bitten by one many years ago. I was probably ten or eleven at the time, maybe a little older. She got a necrotizing wound on her forehead which required daily medication for many months, and eventually plastic surgery to replace a void in the flesh.
If I didn’t have several hundred silkworms currently chomping away, and a video to shoot for a major museum in two weeks, I would probably go get some heavy-duty spray and “nuke ‘em ’til they glow so you can shoot ‘em in the dark.” I’m usually more of an Integrated Pest Management type, slow and careful with chemicals – but there’s something about these particular pests. I’ve ordered glue traps, and will start out with those and see if I need to move up to wettable powder around the baseboards.
One thing that they don’t mention in the literature (that I have found, at least) is that if a recluse is hiding out beneath the treadles of your loom, and you bump the loom with the vacuum, it will run out and bounce up and down on the carpet. I don’t know whether it’s a threat posture, or if it was just freaking out from the vibration – but it’s not what I’d call reassuring.
Photo behind the jump, for those of you who don’t care for big pictures of wiggly critters…