Is it sad that I can identify a spider as being an orb weaver from an 100×75 pixel thumbnail that is 90% background and 10% spider? Oh, yes…it’s sad.

I know it’s an orb weaver because it has a chunky spider-butt and it’s in the characteristic pose of “Ball O’ Disturbed Orb Weaver”. If the thumbnail had been twice the size, I wouldn’t have had to click to see that it was a spiny orb-weaver. Granted, none of this is a definite ID, but it would seem to suggest that I spend perhaps a little too much time with critters that have 3-4 times as many legs as I do.

Interesting how a rational, reasonable adult can be all of confident, competent, capable and accomplished, not in the least shy, at equal ease with strangers and friends and yet actually fear being “thrown away” (in a figurative sense, of course) for telling a close friend about an experience that evoked deep emotion. Perhaps especially when the experience itself had merit as an interesting story. Human beings can be such odd dichotomies.