>This morning I found a cross spider in my washbassin, and as I am a Buddhist, I took up a piece of cloth and grabbed the animal to throw it out into the garden. Relieved I looked at the wall to find an enormous house spider
Terrified I picked the cloth up again, hoped I would get hold of Lady Spider and shook it out in the garden. I didn’t see her run away but I was too scared to look well but I saw hanging, and looking at me with a disturbed face Ms Cross Spider.
The day passed, Rati&I went to the library and I took up the first novel of my new heroine in writing
She inspired me to finally finish my own novel.
No title yet.
But as I was writing I was everywhere. Looking for English gardens I ran into Monet and found this: