Bug season

I'm not a fan of insects!  Lately every time I turn around there is another one surprising me.  I shriek and swear even though there is no one around to hear me. 

There have been big moths here every year.  This year they were darker.  They are bigger than my hand, and fortunately not flying towards me.  

I had to dispatch the black widow spider.  It was at the corner of the garage up by the eaves.  I walk under there in order to hang out laundry on the clothesline.

Pat was working in a series earlier this year and made all these Hungry Caterpillar quilts.