Murder in the greenhouse

The last two days have been so fine and warm that I have barely been indoors during the day. Grass has been mowed, weeds uprooted and seeds sown.
 It was while I was in the greenhouse intent upon the last that I heard the unmistakable death buzz of a fly and saw it pinioned in the jaws of a  spider. When the noise ceased the spider withdrew to contemplate the  prize, its web already decorated with trophies of earlier prey. It was a lace-web (or lace-weaver) spider, Amaurobious fenestralis, or similis:   the two species are so alike as to be distinguishable only by examining their genitalia.  I refrained. Their bites are quite painful.


My outdoor preoccupations have meant I have been somewhat absent from  Blipfoto  - hence lack of comments etc.