Springtime engenders thoughts of love or at least of continuing
the species. This friendly huntsman female, resident in my
bedroom, is heavy with young. Soon she will produce more than
100 live babies as small as pin heads and will expire. Her life's
work will be done and I shall miss her protective presence.
To all those of you who worry about my huntsman in the
bedroom: huntsmen do not spin webs, just as their name
suggests, they hunt.They are fast runners and can jump 1'
in any direction on a vertical wall. I have had one run across
my face as i slept which was not particularly pleasant but at
least I had no mosquito bite that night. One must be grateful
for small mercies!
this one at a friend's place is busy reinforcing her nest from
up my gravel yard.
Look ma, she's looking at us . . .
for a drink.
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