Dew (Day 14)

It is raining this morning. Dew-spattered spider webs cloak all the Nettles and Teasels and hang down like baskets from the clustered dock. The night’s cool fingers have reached into the dark and plucked these water beads from the air to condense on the grasses. By noon they will be gone, evaporated and tugged back into the atmosphere once more. Transient but never gone.

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