Sparkle and Spark


We awoke to thick fog again this morning, and I couldn’t resist heading right out into it — the fog was so dense that it was literally dripping from the trees as I walked under them. It would have been terrible driving out on the main roads, but in the sleepy streets of our neighbourhood, sounds were hushed and gardens shrouded in mystery; I just had to snap photos of a few more diamond-encrusted spiderwebs as I passed by. Grandmother Spider has been busy indeed.


Later, when the fog cleared, autumnal colours popped through with blazing intensity.