I think a fat brown spider represents fall for me more than almost any other thing. They are everywhere each fall. It's hard not to walk into at least one web every day - and the webs seem to regenerate so quickly. This spider is right outside the door on the sundeck. Every afternoon someone walks through her web and every morning her web is back, but in a different corner, which is why we keep walking through it (just in case you think we're merely forgetful or stupid).
I don't mind these spiders as much as I do the wolf spiders. They seem so, well, Charlotte-like. Wolf spiders, on the other hand, seem full of trickery and secretiveness. They pop out when you least expect them. They are always in the sink in the middle of the night. Fortunately Toffee likes to eat wolf spiders. Good Toffee.
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We have a fat brown spider living outside our kitchen window and we have very much enjoyed watching her spin her webs and decour her prey this fall.
The wolf spiders get stomped to death and flushed down the toilet. Life is not fair.
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