For the sake of the squeamish, the spider is below the fold. Continue reading
Outside our house, which is in the centre of the village, is a picnic table dedicated to a former resident of the village, Janet Stone, who died a few years ago at an early age. This jug has been kept full of flowers for over a year now in her memory.
I took a couple of different photographs of the jug and flowers the other day, the one at the head of the post is a higher-tone version than the one below. I like the retro feel of the colours in the first one, and the saturation of the colours in the second one.