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I have more legs than usual, or, My blog is named appropriately today


Two days in a row it has been lovely enough to sit outside for hours. It’s chilly, so I’m not in shorts and sports bra like I would like to be, but I have my sleeves pushed up and my sweatpants pulled up over my knees. At least my shins are getting some sun. It feels fantastic. I’m a sunshine junkie and I follow it around the garden from March until the winds drive me inside for the winter.

This will be my sixth winter in Ireland, and the angle of the sun this time of year still surprises me. We are so much higher in latitude than anywhere I’ve ever lived before. At 9 am, the sun was glorious coming through the windows of the house – but only the upstairs windows. The neighbouring houses block the sunshine from the ground floor. The sun just wasn’t high enough yet. Currently it is almost noon, and the length a shadow cast is twice the height of the object casting it. Weird for someone who grew up in Florida, where noon means no shadow at all.

There’s not a cloud in the sky, either, which is very unusual. Here, I’ll prove it:

That’s the sun! Funny warm yellow thing in my sky, please stay a while.

I’m surrounded by happy bees and wasps and bluebottles, all recharging themselves after the cold night. They are all trying to drink my coffee and sample my pumpkin seeds, too. I don’t mind until I have to fish a corpse out of my cup.

I’m also grateful that I actually do like spiders, because I am covered in them. The sun has brought out all the tiny baby spiders to send their parachute lines up into the breeze and carry them off to a new home. Which is me, quite often. I’ve picked three off me since I started writing this, and my shins are ticklish with the webs stuck to my stubble. My beloved Coleman folding camp chair (beloved because it has two cupholders) is covered in fine webs, and I just took a break to watch a spider the size of a full stop tilt her bottom into the air, spin, and launch from the arm. Amazing wee things.

One of my blueberry bushes looks like a Christmas tree sparkling in the sun: green and red leaves bedecked with silvery webs. I’m glad the berries are done, it is a bitch to clean the webs off berries, especially when dog hair sticks to the webs. Beware my blueberry pancakes, they might have extra keratin.

If I shade my eyes, the whole back garden is adrift in spidersilk. I can catch an aviator or two in action if I watch for a while.

Oh, that was a good one – I assisted another spiderling to launch, she was on my thumbnail and I expected her to spin. Instead she started crawling straight up in the air on a web I couldn’t see. I raised my arm, but she was still climbing straight up. I brushed the web free of my thumb and woosh! up, up and away!

Just had another land on my iPad as I was going to get up to see if I can photograph the blueberry bush. Probably was in my hair.
No picture. The crappy iPad camera can’t do it justice. And I had to check my seat before I planted my arse back down.

Sorry if I’ve freaked out any arachnophobes. I like just about all critters, with a few exceptions. I can’t hate anything without a reason, and spiders never gave me a reason. Quite the opposite, in fact, I’m having a great morning sitting here watching a free airshow.

Hello world!


Hi! I think I’ll leave this as ‘Hello World’ as it seems appropriate.

Well, where to begin? I spent ages picking a theme that seemed eejit-friendly. I had ‘A Christmas Story’ in my head the whole time, “Now boys and girls, I’m going to give you an assignment. I want you to write … a theme.” Here’s hoping I get an A++++++++++++!

Next was picking a name for my blog. I’ve always liked ‘here there be dragons,’ from what ancient cartographers wrote on the edge of maps. “Fuck if we know what’s out there, it’s the edge of the world and no one has come back to tell us” must have been too long. Dragons. Much easier to fit on a map. And they could draw a spiffy picture of a sea beast, too! That had to be way more fun than wiggly lines and words.

Right, where was I? Ah, yes, the unknown as a theme for my blog. Not cool unknown things, like unicorns or the chupacabra or why cats prefer to barf on carpet instead of an easy-to-clean floor. More the unknown inside of my head. I think it wants out.

Actually, I’m 100% sure I’ll be blogging about catbarf again. I bet you just can’t wait.

Ditto the chupacabra. Just what the fuck IS that thing!?!? Have you seen the videos? Freaky shit, man.

Ugh. I was really, really into unicorns as a kid. Bet they come up again, too.

But ‘here there be dragons’ was taken. Not surprising. I got out my 1977 Webster’s New Collegiate Dictionary (yes, I’m old) and leafed through words starting with ‘dr,’ hoping to find something close to ‘dragon.’

I could only come up with ‘dragonflies’ and ‘drinking’ as words that would remotely suit. But! ‘Spiders’ popped into my head. I love spiders. Yes, really. Most people don’t. So, spiders as a substitute for the mysteries of the mind? Why not? ‘Dragonflies’ is a bit too girly and rainbow-y for me. And I’ve not always been an alcoholic. But I’ve liked spiders since I was a wee girleen.

I took a text poll of my friends, and no one voted for ‘spiders.’ Shows you how much I care about what others think! Sorry, folks. Not really.

By the time I had all that sorted out, dinner was ready. We eat late, by the way. Hubby (hereafter known as iDJ [I think. I might change it later]) is off work this week so we really, really had dinner late. I had 15 minutes left to put up my first post before midnight… but I was too thick to figure it out in time. But hey! it’s still dated the 3rd cuz I’m magic.