When my son was a little tacker – about 2 – we asked him what he was thinking about.
“I’m thinking about that spider.”
I don’t remember what spider – or even if there was a spider or if he was thinking about another spider somewhere else but it was such a sweet response that we have used it ever since.
You know, when you are staring off into the distance with your mind in limbo.
Or when asked what you’re thinking, you suddenly forget.
It’s a handy response to have in your back pocket.
This spider, the one in today’s photo was hiding behind a piece of loose bark on the tree my son was climbing.
It dropped to the ground and I think the spider was a bit stunned because not even the very close lens of my camera startled it.
Even prodding it gently with a twig only caused him to lethargically wave a front leg.
On the way home my son – now 15 – asked me what kind of spider it was.
A huntsman, I guessed.
What do they eat?
No, not really.
Even at 15 he’s still thinking about spiders.