The world globes itself in a drop of dew.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Yesterday morning’s fog left not only pearl-strung silk necklaces strewn across the meadow, but also vegetation, and the insects hiding amongst it, covered in shimmering beads of water. I can’t resist trying to capture images of these bejeweled beauties on such a morning. Droplets of water seem to make everything more worthy of our attention.






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