My poor honey. He never hears the end of my complaining about the spiders here. I blame their existence on him. With that said, this lovely spider just happened to scare the living, you-know-what out of me when I went down to put more kitchen scraps in my compost bin. I lifted the lid and BAHM.... there he was. I thank the spider Gods that this one did not jump. Look at him. I've never seen a spider with such long legs. I mean, are those spider nails at the end of his legs? Yuck! I'm grossed out just looking at him. Needless to say, I've not gone down to me compost bin for a week. I'm just not ready.
This guy is another one of my favorites. He is big, black, and ugly. I believe this one is the Avondale Spider. Although all spiders in NZ are not poisones, I spray any spider I see. You should see me running around the house with a can of Raid. They don't usually come in the house as this gu
y like wood piles and bark. I believe this guy made the web in the next photo. We cut this fern branch off and sprayed the crap out of it then cut it open to see what was inside. As if I wasn't grossed out enough. Hundreds of baby spiders came gushing out. I had the worst case of the heebeegeebee's. Thanks holming.
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