This is the month of spiders. There is a lot of them around this year, big ones too.
Very big ones…
I don’t mind them myself but my kids don’t seem too fond, (nor is Myles come to think of it).
Spider Alley, the place only the bravest children dare enter.
Brave the sticky webs and wrapped bundles of mummified bugs, spun and wrapped, ready to stick in your hair.
Run, run, run!
Adorable! 😻
Puss!
I know that face. You’re illustration perfectly captures their woe.
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