Wet and wondrous

The fog shrouded the house and trees this morning. The tide was low and the world silent except for the clammers in their boats, buzzing up the river now and then. I knew that the Maine spider handiwork would be glistening and bejeweled, so Nikon and Leica around my neck I, explored the bushes and trees surrounding the old cemetery this morning. The cemetery was loaded with a bonanza of wet webs, each delicate and wondrous, festooned with dazzling orbs. I've spent hours trying to decide on which one to blip, here's the same one chosen in color as well.

Another choice.

For the Record,
This day came in with a heavy fog advisory and it was the thickest yet. A faint sun broke through mid afternoon, but there is still a touch of fog over the river.

All hands healthy