Jewellery in the mist…
I think one of the things Mother Nature does best, is the ‘fleeting still moment’.
You know, where suddenly something that was humdrum five seconds ago, is suddenly decidedly exotic.
Like barbed wire in the fog.
For that very finite time (between dawn and the sunshine breaking through the fog) magical strings of crystal clear pearls appear draped between the barbs.
Teeny tiny fairy-sized ropes of dew droplets….
And I wonder if the spiders admire the beauty they have unwittingly played host to?
Or if they just shrugged their (multiple) shoulders and hope for a ‘good drying day’?
It’s not only the fencelines that sport this delicate jewellery…
Our Liquid Amber tree is home to a treasure trove between 6.30am and 9…
With more traditional shaped webs transformed by the heavy morning air…
Suddenly apparent against their colourful anchorpoints and saying ‘Ta DAH!’ before the warm sunshine melts away the miniscule diamonds, and they meld once more to the autumn colours of the tree.
Any ‘Fleeting Still Moments’ going on at your place?
🙂
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4 Comments
jeanie
Gorgeous – and nothing like winter for that “very finite time (between dawn and the sunshine breaking through the fog) ” to be long enough to enjoy and not so early that there is not focus (nearly typed fucos, so late nights also on the outer)
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Kelly
So very lovely. I’m still smiling at the mental image of multiple shoulders shrugging. 🙂
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Bill
Very nice, thank you. If not for the fog and moisture one might never know that webs dance along the barb wire.
Anne@Grit and Giggles
Very pretty!
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