I almost injured myself yesterday eluding a spider while working in my garden.
We’re still pulling out the ivy. I am on a mission. I’ve gotten used to seeing my little cart and other essential workspace items sitting on the drive beside the garden where I leave it from my work day after day.
The chair is perhaps the most essential piece of equipment. It’s where I sit and contemplate my progress.
I shot this photo in the early morning, which is the time of day I like to work. This part of the garden stays in the shade until almost noon, and in the early morning it is usually a pleasant temperature to work in.
(You might notice our Oak Leaf Hydrangeas are blooming beautifully this year. I should have gotten a better picture of them for you, but, no.)
It may look like the ivy is gone from this area, but if you look closely, it is densely packed under the hydrangea bushes.
You can see all the vertical stems of the ivy here. It grows about 18 inches tall, making a nice little canopy and habitat for the smaller critters of the eight-legged variety.
Here’s where I got in trouble. This whole area, which is sloped, was covered with the dense ivy. And I was brave enough to pry it up with a gardening fork and then grab it with my gloved hand, fully aware that I might be bringing along a little critter with the ivy.
I am terrified of spiders. I think I ought to just put that out there. I know it’s irrational. I try to tell myself, “You’re bigger than they are. They’re more afraid of you than you are of them. If you leave them alone, they will leave you alone.” It doesn’t work.
So, I’m on my mission, at the top of this little hill, digging with the fork, grabbing the ivy, pulling, when I feel the tell-tale soft little brush of movement on my arm. Eee-gads! It’s a grand daddy long-leg spider on my arm. I drop my tool, flick the spider off my arm and retreat backwards down the slippery muddy hill with some haste.
Although my heart was pounding by the time I made it to safe territory.
And I’m no longer willing to reach under those hydrangea bushes and into that spider-infested ivy to pull it out.
Maybe someone else (and we know who he is) will take care of it.
I’ll be working on getting the rhizomes out of the soil.
Do spiders live in soil?
(Unrelated Note: I tried to link back to earlier photos of the ivy, and sadly discovered that my media files are temporarily undergoing an identity crisis. It may take quite a while for me to sort it all out. In other words, my photos are all goofed up. I didn’t give them unique names, and apparently WordPress media files are not identified by post gallery and are all lumped into one big media bin. Bummer. Now I have to go back and rename my photos and reconstruct all my goofed up blog posts. Not a happy camper.)