I know you all missed him as much as I did but he is back and everything seems fine with the World again. My special friend, Horace, is a garden spider, no, he is the garden spider, supreme hunter and monarch of all he surveys. In case you have been following his expoits on last year’s blogs, I shall keep my eye on him for you all. He has reappeared in his usual spot outside my bathroom window.
Happy hunting Horace, we wolves are not worthy, my friend.