Banded garden spider

This big fellow was outside, so he survived. Lucky spider.

I have a strict rule about spiders who think they want to live in the house with me. The rule is – YOU’RE GETTING SMASHED! That rule doesn’t apply if my son is around, because he will carefully take you outside where you belong.

If you are a spider anywhere near my in my house, you’d better hope my son is visiting the day you appear. Otherwise, it’s sayonara, spider.

Please use the open space below to share your first 50 words on the topic “spiders” or on some topic suggested by the image.

Author: Virginia DeBolt

Writer and teacher who writes blogs about web education, writing practice, and pop culture.

3 thoughts on “Spiders”

  1. Was she lonely? Hard to say. She’d her own space, an escape after weary days. Snuggled down for the night, safe, free.  But lonely? At times. Not exiting from that warm haven for days. Slept a lot, like opting out, but not unduly troubled by it… that Black Widow spider.

  2. Superstitious Spider

    Spider, tell me if you can, will I soon be rich, or poor?
    Weave your web so fine and fair across my open door
    as you so often try to do;
    to tell me if my man’s untrue,
    Bring my friends to visit me,
    And then I promise, I’ll let you be!

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