Early this morning Emily met Charlotte out on the farm.  

Charlotte is a tarantula, bigger than my hand, and quite beautiful.  She was out and about probably in search of insect life on the side of a new path through the coffee.  With the rains the insects are everywhere.   

It is Spring here on the coffee farm and the male tarantulas are coming out of their burrows to look for a mate.    

Unfortunately for one male tarantula, it found me instead getting ready to go out for dinner.   

I  had flipped my head over the bath tub to wash my hair and came face to face with him, maybe my nose was an inch away.   He was surprisingly large.   A little annoyed I did not take the time for a photo.