Autumn Ladybirds

ByDawn

Did a bit of much needed work in the garden yesterday afternoon, and got a bit distracted by all the lovely Ladybirds I found. They looked very Autumnal crawling around in the old strawberry plant leaves, here’s a selection.

 

Finally, if you don’t like spiders, I suggest  you don’t scroll down…

 

 

No, really…

 

 

This rather large Garden spider (also know as ‘Cross spider’ due to the markings on the back) was right next to my ear as I was photographing the Ladybirds, and I only noticed she was there when I heard rustling…

 

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