Tag: betsy folwell

The strange encounter with that spider, my cellmate and only companion, caused me to reconsider my idea of love. In 1982 I was a 29 year old photojournalist in Central America digging into the dark world of the drug cartel and the sex trade which was helping to fund their operations. I had just finished … Continue reading A Spider’s Love by William Gilbert

he appearedone day in my fathers' new car8-legged and hairy he took up no spaceand was welcome to reside we offered shelterand warmth he trailed wisps of websand wonderas he roamed he stayed with usbut a weektoo short until he metan untimely demiseat the wheel

An invisible threat lurks outside, microscopic yet bigger than I can comprehend. I tell myself that I'm safe at home with my daughter. I miss my students in the classroom, but I'm blessed with technology and tea in our cozy home, isolated from the world. The giant can't get us. It's become a mantra. A … Continue reading How to Make a Spider Your Ally by M. A. Phillips

Is there such a thing as a garage spider? Maybe the landlocked version of a dock spider? The habitats are not that different so it made sense to Delia that the monster the size of a baby fist played some vital role in say, keeping flying bugs out of the bicycle spokes or snaring infant … Continue reading Delia and Heywood by Betsy Folwell

The sun was shining and a pleasant breeze was ruffling the soft green leaves of the maple trees. Freshly mown grass, newly planted vegetable garden and melodious bird song added to the ambience, beckoning me outdoors. It was an idyllic setting and the perfect morning to enjoy my daily reading and writing time at the … Continue reading Barking Dogs and Jumping Spiders by Judyann Grant