I was not sure what to write about this morning so it is likely to be a bit of a ramble. I managed to take some photos of the stream mentioned last week so will post one here today. The day I took the photos someone had pushed a supermarket trolley down the bank. Unfortunately there was no way I could retrieve it but it has now gone so someone must have managed to get it out.
This morning it is foggy. What are those words of Keats ‘season of mists and mellow fruitfulness’? Today they had meaning. The dew from the fog showed up all the cobwebs but now is the time when the spiders come inside to find somewhere warmer. Although I can see the magic of the spider I do not like them in the house as I was bitten once by a spider and ended up in hospital for several days. So I am careful when they are near. They do not like chestnuts though so conkers in the windowsills do deter them.
Their magical webs always amaze me. They are so intricate and much stronger than you think, having had to remove one from across the back door so I could go out. What patience they must have to spin these webs. I shall be on the lookout for one to take photos of. How do you feel about their webs? Nature is amazing and so beautiful.
Walking the Druid Path 