Spiders

Big Barry Dies

Big Barry was scampering around a couple of weeks ago. Lashing his spidery long legs about like whips.

But on Friday he died.

Died slowly and conspiciously, in the middle of the kitchen.

Was he trying to free himself from a cannibal spiders web? (hence why he lost a couple of legs)

Or was he ravaged. By a ferocious female. While on the job. And with duty done had now to do the decent thing – go crawl away and die?.

But his dying was agonising, hopelessly pathetic.

Almost tragic.

Vid: Ian Nisbet; Filming: Hazel Brown

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Big Barry & The Cannibals

This Big Barry Spider lives in Hazes kitchen at the moment.

Possibly under the sink. Possibly behind the washing machine.

Unless The Cannibals have wrapped him up for dinner already. Like they did a couple of weeks ago with another black spider. Nearly as big as Barry.

Big Barry don’t come out much.

It’s not because he’s frightening.

It’s because he’s frightened.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet
Fearless Filming: Hazel Brown

Some Shaldon Zoo Pictures

A few pics from our visit to Shaldon Zoo yesterday

Here is the Meerkat Lookout dutifully doing his job

Meerkat Lookout

His fixed focus was on something about 2 feet above our heads

Next is this White Faced Saki Monkey

White faced Saki Monkey

‘Their faces look almost like people’ Haze said.

Next is this Azara’s Agouti.

Agouti

Shy animals are Agouti’s. Get preyed on a lot.

Next was this Red Bellied Lemur.

Conservation Status: Vulnerable

Gentle Lemur

Also a shy seeming animal. Timid. Vulnerable looking with those big baby brown eyes.

And finally here is a Bird Eating Spider

Bird Eating Spider

It was huge. I wanted to see it move. But it was fast asleep.

I’d go back to Shaldon Zoo just to sit next to this Hairy Bird Eating Beast.

Waiting to see it scuttle scurrying across its cage hissing, with fangs in the ‘bite-your-head-off’ position.

Her Ladders of Death

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This common spider
weaves her web of tensile steel
Dewdrop ladders..thin threads
Outwit the wasp, the fly..
Outwitting all who stumble by.

Long silvered cables stretch
Across the unwary eye.
Stuck..sticky stretches of
A wished for prize…
Wrapped ..stung..sucked dry.

Satisfied..smug in her dull brown coat
Full bellied, pompous ..prim,
She attends her ladders of death
As September sunbeams warm her prey!

Drawing & Poem: Hazel Brown

Dream catchers

While Haze was up and out in her back garden taking pictures of these

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I was still wrapped up in the silky web of sleep. Overslept the alarm! So Haze wrote this with me in mind

This Fog has no voice
It crept in at dawn.
To drip..drop..mist upon your eyes,
Shrouding you with wet wool
When sleep would not release you
From your pillow of dreams.
Outside the wet webs of waiting spiders
Hang with silvered globes,
Unaware of their own beauty.
A tension sits heavy on the still air
Pauses…then trembles ..waiting..
For the warm breath of the Sun!

Poem: Hazel Brown

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I eventually re-emerged from down there, and flapped off to work

But I felt dream-woven into the bottom of that silky web all day.

Photos: Hazel Brown