Spiders used to freak me out. Seriously, I considered sleeping on the couch if I knew a spider lurked above my bed. I once read that people ingest about six spiders during an average lifetime. Well.
Over time, I’ve faced those fears. Though I’m not fond of the over-sized wolf spiders or the dark-legged lurker, I can deal. Interestingly, unless they are really large, I don’t mind them so much in the garden. They eat non-beneficial insects and, I recently learned, provide silk for hummingbird nests.
In my early renting days, one of my roommates set up a primitive version of a spider catcher: a plastic cup and a nice strong piece of cardboard. He knew I couldn’t kill a spider so an at-the-ready bug catcher was the next best think. Cup and cardboard in hand, unwanted arachnids were unceremoniously evicted into nearby landscaping.
About a decade ago, I found a super-cool spider catcher at a local wildlife bird center. It has a long handle (distance is good!) and a clever little chamber to safely cup over the intruder. Once confined, you gently slide the bottom closed and the spider remains captive as you head for the shrubs in the far, far, far corner of the garden.
Humane Bug Catcher available from PETA’s catalog.