A few days ago I posted about the days when Poppy and I first bought our 5 acres of land. Lynn read the post and said, "you need to tell about the spider in your hat".
It was one of those weekends Poppy and I were camping. We unloaded the truck, set up the tent, and got a fire going. We cleaned up dead trees, cut down a few trees, and cut them into firewood. I pulled away brush and limbs to throw onto the fire. We worked and laughed and had fun.
Late afternoon we cooked supper over an open fire, and sat by the fire to eat. This particular Saturday I had worn a ball cap all day. Before crawling into the tent that night to sleep, I hung my cap on a tree limb. The next morning I twisted my hair up and put the cap on again. Again, we spent the day on the land, but it was Sunday so we had to pack up and go home early. Ready for a hot relaxing bath I took off my cap and folks, there in my cap was a Black Widow Spider!! A black widow!! I had worn this thing on my head all day! She had made her home there, web and all, right there in the top of my cap!! I cringe to think what would have happened, had I disturbed her! And when did she go into my cap, while it was on my head?? While it was hanging on the tree?? Black Widows like dark, damp places. I suppose my dark hair, my head sweating, covered with a nice dome roof!!! It took a while to get over feeling like there was a spider in my hair!!!
Love, Henny Penny
