spider woman

This lovely lady has been living outside in my Boston fern all
summer. She doesn't seem to mind at all when I water it, she just
scampers down into the leaves. Every night she diligently weaves
a web between the fern and the patio light. And every morning I
break it by opening the patio door.


"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly,
"'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlor 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."

from The Spider and the Fly, by Mary Howitt