It’s that time of year. The leaves are beginning to change colour and float lazily to the ground below. Soon we’ll be out with our rake gathering them up before the snow falls. The clocks will be turned back an hour.
Yesterday morning I was called upon to do one of the things I do best….kill. Yes, I am a deadly spider killer. Here is the victim just after having his last meal. I had to do it to get Jane to stop screaming.



