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July 5, 2011

Widow in black

Filed under: Uncategorized — Kathryn Colestock-Burke @ 8:56 pm
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I'm not fond of sharing my living quarters with venomous spiders

I wish my roommate Kelly had announced her find this morning — in her bathroom window, hanging from a silk thread. It would have been more fun to photograph alive, but she decided it was the spider or her and I guess the spider lost. I’m told that if you’re bit by one of these you wish you could delete the next four days from your life. Does anyone have a personal Black Widow story to share?


  1. I HATE black and brown widows! One of my least favorite bits of life in California!

    We had a little broom in the garage that Tim would use to smash them. And we discovered that they kind of had a little “season” where we’d find ten or a dozen in and around our yard. Then we wouldn’t see them for a while.

    I was always afraid one would bite our dog on the nose.

    And then there was the time I found a brown widow (same markings but in brown and orange) next to my side of the bed. Was eight months pregnant and NOT TOUCHING that spider! I’m pretty sure I didn’t sleep that night, dreaming of them laying nests of eggs under the bed, biting the baby after she was born, etc. Our doors and windows had gaps in them and it was easy for a spider to sneak through.

    (now you know part of why I prefer a northern climate–no venomous snakes or spiders!)

    Comment by abiding01 — July 5, 2011 @ 9:16 pm | Reply

  2. No – and I shall make every effort to keep it that way.
    Unlike the Buddhists, I have set limits on what can and cannot live in ‘my space’.

    Comment by leroque — July 6, 2011 @ 6:19 am | Reply

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