We had a summer storm last night with heavy rain – an inch of it, with lots of run-off draining into the dam, which we’ve desperately been needing. Although we’ve had reasonable rainfall the past few months, there’s been little heavy enough for run-off, and our dams were starting to get quite low.
So, there was a lot of moisture in the air overnight, and with cooler overnight temperatures, there was a mist this morning:
The bush is not the place for arachnaphobes – and misty mornings like these, with the sun breaking through the moist air, highlight all the spider webs, strung between bushes, trees, and grasses. There are large ones:
… and small ones:
I was a little late photographing these, so they’re not quite as dew-speckled as they were earlier; they can be quite magical, with lacy lines of dew drops.
The book still isn’t finished yet – but it’s getting closer. Another busy day today, but I have to squeeze some house-cleaning and tidying in amongst the writing, as my wonderful sister is arriving this evening with her husband and son to spend the night, on their way home from Queensland.
So, I have an appointment now with a broom and a dusting cloth!
Bronwyn, Happy Birthday to the ground under your feet. Keep up the good work on ‘our’ new novel. —- Eric
While I’m not particularly arachnophobic, I confess I like the first photograph the best. Mist can make the most mundane of landscapes into something magical, doesn’t it?