“Will you walk into my parlour?” said a spider to a fly”*
by chuckofish
As if things weren’t scary enough in the world, a Missouri Department of Conservation employee took a picture of this is southwest MO:
Allegedly the work of one orb weaver spider, an arachnid known for its intricate web designs, this spider web was constructed between two trees. What the heck was the spider hoping to catch?
Well, it is October and around here that means Halloween.
And in my neck of the woods, that means house decorations–not just some vintage candles in your window. Some people go really overboard, I must say. But who am I to judge?
us. Zut alors!
If decorating your yard to look like a graveyard makes you happy, so be it. And if you want to spend hundreds of dollars buying huge blow up inflatables, so be it.
I think you’re crazy, but that’s your choice.
“All things on earth point home in old October; sailors to sea, travellers to walls and fences, hunters to field and hollow and the long voice of the hounds, the lover to the love he has forsaken.” (Thomas Wolfe)
I doubt if old Thomas Wolfe ever dreamed of this.
*Mary Howitt (1799–1888)
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