Leaden skies in the village this morning and a steady soaking rain falling beyond the windows. It's the sort of morning when one ponders going back to bed for an hour or two with a pot of Ceylon tea and a good book.Weather and the first virus of the season notwithstanding, here I am, dressed, oilskined and standing in my garden with the camera and flash, peering here and there, searching everywhere for pattern and color.
There's a pleasing tableau of raindrops on withered foliage in the hedgerow at the bottom of the garden, and the few remaining strands of our garden spider's earlier spinning look like strings of pearls and opals.
There's always something wonderful to look at here, even on a dank morning in middling November.
9 comments:
That truly is your gift...recognizing and finding pattern and color. How grateful I am that you share it with us.
That steady rain is falling here also - it has washed away the snow that covered the ground just yesterday.
Hope you feel better soon!!
I love the rain against the window light. It says it all, my friend. Thinking of you- as always. xoxo K
What a beautiful crystal clear photo. You are truly amazing. These droplets look like diamonds!
Lots of hot tea and rest to you.
What a gorgeous photograph! Please send some of that rain here. We are in a dire drought!
This photo made me sigh happily, out loud.
I love these crystals captured in the lace of a spider's web
What a photo! Really, really beautiful
What a fabulous photograph. I kept coming back to this as a scrolled through reading you page.
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