"Ahhh, nature! It’s all over me, get it off!"

The title of this post has to of course be credited to the great Melman the Giraffe, from Madagascar.

It started well enough, a lovely red leaf on the side of our path, the first sign that autumn is well and truly in full swing...

But then it all went a bit wrong.

As I was emptying the washing up bowl the biggest spider I have ever seen fell out from between two plates.  It was dead and scrunched up in that creepy dead spider way.  It scared the heeby jeebies out of me!  I didn't know what to do with myself, so I just darted about the kitchen for two minutes going "eeeeeyyyyyeeeeeerrrrrrrgghhh"!!  Then I soaked some kitchen towel and dropped it on the beast, just in case it was playing dead and waiting to strike once I had been lulled into a false sense of security.

So now I have a load of washing up that I can't do until hubby gets home and removes the creepy corpse from the sink.  *shudder*

After that brush with nature I headed out to pick up a prescription.  I stopped on the path to take a picture of some lovely autumnal looking berries to share with you.  Just as I was snapping a gigantic beetle buzzed out from behind a neighbouring bush and flew at my head.  Hence the displaced focus of the photo...

THEN as I got in the car I was met with a squatter setting up home in my wing-mirror....

I let him be.  No spider I meet from now on will ever scare me in the same way the tarantula in the sink did.

Nature is also against me in other ways.  I have been taking my homeopathic remedies for two weeks now and although I am seeing subtle improvements its not enough to get me fully back to the real world.  So today I had to consider something a little less natural...

This is just a third of my stash of steroids for an eight-week course should I choose to take them.  For now they are sitting on the shelf taunting me, we could make you better, we could do nothing at all, either way we definitely make you fat...

Decisions decisions.