arachnophilia

As I'm sitting at the computer, working on the bulletin for Sunday, when out of the top corner of my eye I see a huge spider, outside the window, lowing herself down from the gutter, all the way to the top of a holly bush in the garden below. Pretty soon, she's back. Then down, then up. She's construcing the spokes of a web, pulling herself along with two front legs. After she has about thirty spokes, she starts at the center and makes a gradually opening spiral, using much lighter silk, and using her back legs to fasten it to each spoke. Now she's doing something else with the heavy thread again, maybe reinforcing the edges. Yes. She's going around the outside edges, making stronger connections there.
She has striped legs, red and yellow, and the light shines through her legs. Her body is dark dark avocado grean and about the size of a soybean. She seems to know exactly what she is doing.
The bulletin is done. The theme for the week is baptism.
Does my little friend know "down came the rain and washed the spider out"?
We'll see.