Moonlight 'Anemones'

Even more implosions, this time in pale grey and periwinkle blue. Very delicate.

I was mid-bead this afternoon and all of a sudden a dirty great spider landed slap bang in front of me on my workbench! The thing was lucky as it only just missed my torch flame. It must have fallen from the ceiling - it gave me such a shock! I screamed a very high pitched scream, called it a six letter expletive, chucked my bead in the water jug and legged it out of the shed. Needless to say I didn't go back in the shed until Dad had removed the offending arachnid.

So much for the conkers . . . . . .