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Tuesday, October 06, 2009

OCTOBER GIFTS


What you see above is a large size teacup and a very large apple.
We had a windy day Sunday and late afternoon as I was looking out my kitchen window at the hundreds of maple tree seeds twirling across the sky like tiny helicopters, I saw a large yellowish thing under the old Gravenstein apple tree. I knew it couldn't be an apple because They were all picked last month.
Well I was sure surprised to find that one had escaped the picking and even more surprised at it's size. It weighed over a pound! And yes it sure does taste good.


Changing the subject.....Mrs. Spider has chosen my back deck for her autumn home. I appologize for the blurred photos. I'm not really afraid of spiders, but when I'm doing a macro shot of one of these critters my hands have a mind of their own! Besides, she's pretty big.

Another reason is because she killed her husband and plans to eat him for supper one night. That's him all wrapped up in web. I guess she is testing to see if he is 'done' yet.
I took one more shot after this one but my camera got too close and she shot across her web so fast it scared the stuffing out of me! I didn't know where she went and of course my vivid imagination had her in my hair, up my sleeve, or on my nightgown someplace. I did a funny jig trying to dislodge her without touching her with my hand even though she wasn't even on me. I'm glad this happened on the back deck where no one could see me. LOL
Did you know that they have pincher like claws, and they bite their husbands and inject poison into them to paralyze them so they can wrap them in web and save them for a meal, all this after he makes spider love to her. Naughty lady!
I don't mind spiders outside because they get rid of many bad insects that destroy our gardens, but they will be very sorry if they come in my house!



Even though she suffers from some wicked PMS, just look at her interesting web. If you enlarge the pictures you will see the intricate patterns she uses. It reminds me of a quilt pattern.



Some people call this 'instinct' and I guess they are right. But I wonder where does 'instinct' come from.
Well I suppose it's in their DNA. That makes sense to me.
And the DNA, where does it come from?
HEAVENLY FATHER OF COURSE!~
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THANK YOU LORD FOR ALL THE WONDEROUS MYSTERIES YOU HAVE PLACED IN ALL YOUR CREATIONS, EVEN A SPIDER.
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And God Bless you everyone.
Look for His mysteries and give Him glory.






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