***Lubiana***

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
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Up until one century ago there lived,
in the Zi Duang provence of eastern country.
A glass-like spider.
Having devoured its prey it would drape the skeletons over its web in weeks creating a macabre shrine of remains.
Its web was also unique in that it had many layers, like floors in a buuilding.
At the top of this palace-like place, assembled with almost apparent care, were tiny shining objects, glass, beads, dew-drops.
One could almost call it an altar.
When the breeze blew thru this construction,
it produced sounds of wailing, crying.

Tiny wails, tiny cries.

The baby spiders would get scared and search frantically for their mother.
But the Glass Spider would have long gone, having known that the babies would survive somehow on their own.
Oh-The Glass Spider had blue eyes almost like-a human's.
They shed tears at the wintered turn of the centuries.

Willie and Jason miss you!

Hello New Zealand! I'm all of them........

How very nice of you!

I think that I will NOT exterminate you.....for now....

Happy Birthday!

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