I moved on to dirt removal from the cinder block garden. I removed a couple of loads down the street to Mom's extra pots and a low spot in her yard. I removed a couple more to another neighbor's low spots dug by said neighbor's large dog. My dogs helped me in this process and pretty soon I was filthy, my dogs were filthy and the neighbor's dog was a little dirty too. Apparently, in the spring it's a lot of fun to stand under a streaming barrel of dirt. Who knew?
During the dirt removal I noticed a big hairy black neon green eyed spider who was behaving very aggressively. This is unusual. USUALLY, both the hairy neon green eyed spiders and their neon blue eyed hairy counterparts are very laid back. So I carried her over to the cedar tree, and she got MORE aggressive rather than jumping happily onto the cedar tree as planned (by me).
"What the hell is your problem?" I snarled at her. I was hot, I was pretty much over the whole yard frenzy and just wanted to clean up. I put her back in the cinder block garden and she jumped right back on my shovel. What a brat!
Then, she ran inside the little hole where the handle goes into the shovel. And I knew. Sure enough, I turned the shovel over, and there was her web and her egg case. So, I told her to sit tight, and she did, and we finished our chores together. I carried the shovel back to where I got it from, and leaned it up against the wall, and she popped out and ran and sat on the handle.
I don't make these things up-they just happen. Thank God.