Autumn brings the mad web building of the garden spiders. They seem to spin their webs from plant to plant, in the concentric web pattern. He has groovy markings on his underbelly. He sat in the middle of the web waiting for the flys. The squirrel has been down into the garden this morning. He did a good impression of mission impossible jumping over a wall, going up a small fence, leaping to the big fence, and running along to the back fence before dissapearing into a tree. His tail is so fluffy, and floats around counter balancing him. I'm off work today before two more nights. I hope to plant some Alium bulbs today and buy some Daffodils in town.