Speaking of spiders . . .

This is the biggest spider that my husband has ever caught (that’s a quarter that it’s sitting next to). We found it where we were living last year in North Carolina, and that place really made me redefine what I consider to be a “big” spider.

Ever since, I’ve said on many occasion, “Meh. The spiders here aren’t as bad as North Carolina.”


2 thoughts on “Speaking of spiders . . .

  1. sorry – I’m a bozo. I commented a minute ago on another post that I thought the mountains in the picture were in BC but obviously I wasn’t reading carefully!!

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