Saturday at the Monk’s

So I’m taking a break from the day’s word count and decided to whip up some banana bread. Hubby, being a useful guy, is outside trimming back some overgrown brush.

He comes in for a quick break and to “quality control” (taste) the batter. Declares it delicious, then back outside he goes.

Wanting to get a few more words written while the bread bakes, I go to my desk. As soon as I sit, husband returns, and triumphantly says, “Look what I found!”

“It’s the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in our yard!...