I get it. You don’t even have to have full blown arachnophobia to be scared of spiders. I cannot count how many times I have come across one by surprise and screamed. In the garden. In the house. Oh those wolf spiders, oh dear Lord I have a hatred of them. Just last week I was, you know, in the bathroom, pants down around my ankles cruising Facebook minding my own business. I look down and there is a giant half dollar sized wolf spider about a half inch from my foot. I screamed. I mean like “help I’m being attacked or raped or eaten by a bear” screamed. He ran. I ran. Pants down and all through the living room past my laughing family to another bathroom.
So. yeah, I get it.
But, they are also something we don’t really look at in a macro fashion. Coming across one on accident and coming across one to shoot with a macro lens, it’s a little different.
And yeah, a little creepy, but… sometimes a little cute? No, probably not.
But, every single time I post a spider photo, I lose fans. Usually a handful.
And sure, I could stop shooting them, or posting them. OR, I could try and weed out a bunch at once.
I love having fans. I love being able to mingle with the community, having love and support, and interaction. But I also want people to want to be here. To want to get to know me and my family. To want to read what I have to say. And yeah, maybe I am not for the faint of heart.
So, alas, I bring you the BYE FELICIA post of spiders. Hope to see you on the other side.
I had 66 photos to choose from. I chose 10. I would have chosen 11, but blog stomp didn’t like the odd number and I figured everyone would appreciate them in a small sized collage vs full size!
Glad you’re still here, hope we can stay friends. Now go cleanse your eyeballs with bleach to remove this unhappy memory. ha! XOXO