Far too many years ago when I was about four feet tall we used to be despatched to Sunday school. The curate used to tell us stories, he also had less desirable traits but solved the problem to everyone’s satisfaction by gassing himself in the Parish Rooms. I can remember him recounting how the Donkey got the cross on it’s back………Jesus sat on it, he must have spun the yarn out a bit but that was the gist of it. Jesus was obviously here as well. Why he would want to ride on a spider I don’t know.Garden Cross Spider; Araneus diadematus. This morning as it was slightly cooler and windless… citeste mai mult