Last week gave me a morning of perfect synchronicity between light and water. A dewy night, mist lifting in time for the morning sun to illuminate the thousands of spider webs strung through the trees. They are probably always there, but invisible until diamonds are added.
There were elaborate and intricate multi-storey webs, webs that incorporated bright leaves into their settings …
— and webs that bent twigs to frame their creations.
By contrast, this week has been hot and dry; no mist, no dew, no diamonds, only the bright morning light.
This web, a regular at the end of my verandah, shone finely outlined like a giant thumbprint, the classic spiderweb we learn to draw without acknowledging the complexity and range of spidery spinnings.