I went out the door this morning to sweep a little pile of cat puke off the porch and noticed how lovely it was what with the fog as thick as pea soup.

So I put the broom away, dusted off the camera, and ambled a bit.

top-heavy sunflowers

I didn’t know it yet but these cobwebs were a foreshadowing of things to come. . .

(namely, this blog post)

And it came to pass. . . . . that nature was getting ready for halloween a month early.

S P I D E R   W E B S

It’s a good year to be a spider, a population explosion, lots of neighbors, no loneliness.

Perhaps a shortage of meals, however.

perfect works of wonder

And dew-bright webs festoon the grass 
In roadside fields at morning.  ~Elizabeth Akers

spooky cat

 

“I come to the garden alone….while the dew is still on the….cobwebs….”

“Perhaps no structure made by a creature lower than man is so exquisitely perfect as the orb web of the spider.”  Anna Comstock