Seems like I’m careening between two extremes today.
I love the idea of spiders. They are tremendously impressive beasties, and beautiful, after their fashion, too. The racing stripes on the legs. The red flash. Really pretty jazzy.
Another nice touch is the masquerade scary-eyes on his back.
Like he needed to be any more scary. I can’t deny my gut reaction, staring this guy in the face as I tended to self and Bugs early this morning.
Speaking of whom . . . .
This is Himself persuading me to drop everything and play with Him.
Before He resorted to tooth and claw again, that is.
Which is which? In which order?