Arachnophilia = The love of spiders.
I love spiders. They fascinate me – provided they aren’t in my house or on me. Then they terrify me. (That last part is very important… in my house or on me = dead spider. Yes, my love for spiders is fickle.)
Do any of you recall the name of the pest control company that had very large plastic black widows on the side of its white trucks? Anyway, I loved seeing those trucks driving around town in southern California as a kid. I wanted one of those huge plastic spiders so bad. I’m sure I asked my father for one.
I don’t have a giant plastic spider, yet, but think it would be a terrific addition to the roof of my RV. That just screams “crazy people live here, best to stay far away.” (I crack me up!)
There’s a lovely large spider sculpture in Austin, Texas. I saw a lot of lovely things in Austin, and will post those shortly, but my favorite was the giant spider sculpture. I went with a friend who preferred the Capitol building over the spider. The building was cool, but it wasn’t a spider.
You can visit it at a small neighborhood park off Manor Road and Berkman Drive.
Don’t you just love that huge blue arachnid butt?!