Not a poem: fog

It’s fascinating how fog obscures some things and makes others visible.

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A cold Neoscona huddling in the center of her beautiful web.

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Same spider and web, different angle.

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A different smaller orb weaver in the back yard. (I didn’t get close enough to identify her because I didn’t want to disturb her, but she wasn’t large enough to be a Neoscona.)

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Another small (non-Neoscona) orb weaver’s web. This one swayed gently in the morning breeze like a lace curtain.

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I regret I didn’t get a shot of the neighbor’s lawn in deep shadow, with dozen’s of tangle webs like piles of diamond necklaces. I saw all manner of webs in trees and shrubs and lawns that I would never have seen on a clear morning.

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3 responses to “Not a poem: fog

  1. Amazing how huge her web is.

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