You gotta look up as well as down when walking the trails. This guy was hanging over my head. I think it’s a harmless black racer.

Does he think I can’t see him behind that stick?

A pretty silk orb weaver. These guys were all over the trails.

Spotted orb weaver. This and the one above are the two I see the most on the trails.

Next time I’m going to count how many of these I see down the trail. I’m guessing more than 50?

Up close.

A pretty type of flying bug, I don’t see many pink dragonflies around.

This guy was hanging in the port-o-potty in the parking lot.

She said, "I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
You fool, you fool
I don't like spiders and snakes
And that ain't what it takes to love me
Like I want to be loved by you"

A great oldie from Jim Stafford. He grew up in Winter Haven, Florida. Not too far from where I took these pictures. I never paid much attention to this song but now when I’m walking the trails I end up singing it.