Just call me Spidey

When we first moved into this house, I had visions for the two oak trees in our front yard.  Sure, they were puny, and of course, they didn't drop their ugly brown leaves all winter long, but they had potential.

For THIS:

It only took me 6 Halloweens to finally bring the potential to life.  And I couldn't be happier.  I hope Spidey, whom we have not yet named (despite my constant attempts to get the girls to do so), will make an annual appearance between those two oak trees.

And, of course, my favorite annuals - 6 years running:

I don't love Halloween or anything . . .