The rain today was ‘soft’. That's what the Irish say.
The Scottish may call it ‘smirr’, a gentle rain or maybe ‘harr’, a mist from the sea…
any way you put it the moisture left a silver coating on any spider web
otherwise invisible the day before...
This day showed off delicate pearls strung together along silken wires...
...a tightrope balancing act designed by eight legged engineers. A bridge builders dream...
The webs would billow slightly on the softest breeze and still they stayed in tact…
If not, tomorrow there’ll be another. Woven through the night, strung between any two anchors that serve the spider well.
A place of silent capture, of hours of patient waiting, anticipating another meal.
And all I can do is marvel in my love of the design…
...my thrill to see these webs highlighted by a simple rain.
A thing I didn’t see the day before. A thing I walked into clumsily only last week…
3 comments:
I'm embarrassed to say this but I've never seen webs like this. Partly because I've never taken the time. The shame of it. Next drizzly morning, I'm going on a quest. Find necklaces beaded on silk.
What a magical morning Kerry! You have captured the webs so beautifully. Funnily enough my grandchildren stayed overnight recently and we had a very similar misty morning. They were enchanted as was I to see the spiders handiwork.
OK, how do you always get the BEST spider web shots!!??
They look so magical and you must have the best timing, as well, with the water droplets.
Beautiful photography Kerry!
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