the thing is,

I didn't see it until after I finished hanging the laundry.

*eeek*

Now I'm really jumpy.

It's probably a good thing Michael moved back to the mainland.
He'd have a hayday with this.


You seriously wanted a closer look? *Eww*

centipedes = the devil.

I understand their sting can range from a that of a wasp sting to a gun shot depending on the amount of venom you get. I told God that if I was ever stung by a centipede, I would leave the island and never return. I don't really think it works that way, but He was kind and protected my fingers that were only 2 or 3 inches away from the beast. So I am grateful. I made Mark come home and destroy it before it crawled into our swimsuits! I'm totally a baby when it comes to cane spiders and centipedes. waa waa.


(nice post after the lovely mother's day photo, eh?)