As much as I love wildlife of all kinds, one of the things that I really disliked about my native home state of Texas was the number of bugs.
You DID NOT want to go outside at night because you would have to turn an outdoor light on, and that meant you would be walking out into billions and billions and billions of flying bugs.
I know we have nighttime flying bugs here in San Diego, but I think they go to sleep at night just like I do.
And ants! I hated ants. Especially fire ants. I remember one time when I went with a friend to Lake Houston to go sailing on his brand new sailboat. Out in the middle of the lake we jumped in to go swimming….. right into a bunch of fire ants! IN THE MIDDLE OF THE LAKE! That day ruined me forever on going sailing and going to Lake Houston.
The last time I saw an ant colony here in San Diego was July 6, 2009. You’re laughing, aren’t you? You think me knowing the date is funny. I know the date because I took a picture, and the metadata tells me that I took it on July 6, 2009. Now you’re laughing because I took a picture….
Should I talk about roaches? Ack! When I moved to Houston in 1977 after graduating from Texas A&M University, my first apartment was next to a bayou. Add in lots of palm trees, and it was roach city. My roommates and I used to cook greasy food each night, collecting the grease in bowls and cans to spread around the apartment. Then and only then could we get a good night’s sleep because the roaches would go after the grease, climb in the bowl, get stuck and drown. The next morning, those bowls had 20 or 30 roaches in each of them. We only stayed there three months, and those three months ruined me forever on living near lakes, rivers, streams, and palm trees in Houston.
I can count on one hand the number of roaches I have seen in 21½ years in San Diego.
Then we come to spiders. I love spiders. Except daddy longlegs. For some reason, I find daddy longlegs to be creepy. My wise old grandmother, though, taught me an appreciation for all wildlife, explaining to me the food chain, so when I find spiders inside that don’t belong inside, I shoo them back outside. Hmmm. Some day I’ll have to let Julian video me shooing a spider back outdoors. That video probably would go viral….
The spider I miss, though, is the big garden spider, the one that builds a huge, beautiful orb web at night so that when you go to get the paper in the morning, you walk into a huge web, forgetting about the paper while running yelling to the shower.
I have never seen a garden spider here in Southern California…. WAIT! I lie. I saw one in Pacific Beach last weekend! I was so excited that people were rushing over to where I was taking pictures to see what was going on. I’m pretty sure
most of them all of them thought I was weird. Nonetheless….
Following is Photographic Art of my beautiful garden spider. You may tell me in a comment how beautiful it is….
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