That being said, if the spider happens to land on any part of my body or clothes, I end up screaming like a crazy person, trying desperately to get them off me gently so as not to hurt them, but still in freak mode.
Ahhhhhh, the joys of gardening. In many ways, I guess, the attraction has to do with my knitting. Their webs are individual creations, a lot like knitted creations. They also use their legs while creating these webs tucking them in here and there, which looks a lot like knitting. It just strikes me as odd that these creatures, who totally freak me out, (especially the BIG ones) are such beautiful artists in their own right.