'twas on a summer's morning...

Oh, sorry... were you expecting an abstract? No, no, this is an extract.

Now I begin to understand what Frodo was feeling, as Shelob rolled him over and over in her webs. but hey, the rudbeckia looks grand in the background. Do go Large, eh. Nothing was wasted.

The spider kept returning to check, but time and again the prey - whatever it once was - continued to struggle. But eventually the movements subsided and it was time for lunch.

As it is, now... yummy. Apologies to anyone who fainted. ;-)