The Spider and the Fly
“Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly
“ ‘Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I have many curious things to show you when you are there.”
“Oh no, no,” said the Fly, “to ask me is in vain;
For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.”
by Mary Howitt
This is a wasp spider (Argiope bruennichi) or Wespenspinne in German. Pretty isn’t she?
She’s been living in my flowerbed all summer between my sage, a cosmos, and a Succisella inflexa, and has made several eggsacks… She loves grasshoppers, but flies are okay too.
By the way, what is known as an Indian Summer in the UK is called “Altweiber” summer here, referring to the old German word for “web” (since cobwebs are everywhere at this time of year). It’s been wonderful “Altweiber” weather here for a couple of weeks now.