Last year, it was in August that the Joro spiders suddenly appeared from nowhere and proceeded to try to cocoon my entire home in their webs.
It's now August again, and while I've seen a few Joros, they're nowhere near as numerous as last year. They're also not as big. Perhaps they'll grow rapidly over the next few weeks or something.
One of them still managed to annoy me, though. I was sitting outside, watching the hummingbirds battle and basically just enjoying the outdoors as best I could in the oppressive heat, when I suddenly felt something crawling on my elbow. I looked, and it was a Joro spider. I let out a yelp, frantically brushed the spider off, and leaped out of my chair as if electrocuted.
I wasn't bitten, and I'm not anachrophobic. I don't react well, though, to being startled by a spider on my skin. That gives me the heebie-jeebies.
I didn't kill the offender. I relocated him. Hopefully he'll build a new web in an out-of-my-way location and help put a dent in the local insect population.
Ordinarily, finding a spider on my skin isn't something worth mentioning. It happens from time to time, and it's no big deal. These Joros are different, though, because they're a non-native species that only arrived a few years ago, and it's still something of a mystery about how well they'll adapt to the region and how the native species will adapt to them. The novelty of them is still fascinating to me.