Reflections of the Past

As I reflect on the past it brings me back to Australia when I was a little girl. I was always afraid of the huntsmen spiders ... I and others call them tarantulas. They would scare me to bits and if I returned now I would still be scared of them. I wasn't scared of our snakes that would always be somewhere in the bush ... my cat brought one inside one day and it slithered under the door of the entry closet where we hung our coats and put our boots. It wasn't a big snake but it took me some time to get the junk out of the cupboard and finally get the snake out the front door.
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I remember one night when my then husband went to a lodge meeting. I was alone in the house and in the passageway there was a tarantula on the ceiling. I was so scared of it and couldn't remove it ... that I had to stay up that end of the house till he returned many hours later. And they would inevitably find their way into our cars. Urgh!!! just thinking about it gives me the heebee jeebies ....... lol....... but I do love my big imitation spider that I have put on the bush outside our window for Halloween. He's in a big cobweb and looks great.