Even a spider can be cute sometimes

Heading down my little garden path to get to my sprinkler this morning I found a moderately largish striped spider had spun a rather lovely web right across the path.  I apologetically unhooked one side of it and swung it around to the rose bush it was anchored on there. The spider rode along and scrambled up to a leaf to regard the wreckage and (it seemed to me) to look at me with a bit of reproach. 

"Sorry," I said - then spotted among the web bits on the opposite side a little bundle that I realized was a honeybee, all neatly wrapped up.  I carefully disentangled the bundle and brought it over to the watching spider, who adjusted her feet on the rose leaf then half sat up to delicately take it from me.  She hugged it to her like a teddy thought was lost forever.

"Have a nice lunch," I said. "Honey flavored. I'm sure you worked hard for it."