just a walk in the park
Something quite unusual happened this morning. A fog bank appeared out of a clear blue sky and moved across our piece of South Florida. When I saw it advancing, I grabbed my camera and took off for the park at the end our our street. The blanket of mist had just moved in dotting the grass with dew and settling over the lake.
A Muscovy duck winged its way across silent waters.
Nighttime’s lacy spider webs sparkled with orbs of dew.
Strings of moisture pearls threaded on spider silk adorned last season’s cypress needles.
Like a kid seeking treasure, I walked along the lake’s shore looking for more hidden beauty. I knew the perfect mix of water and sun that created this star spangled world would not last long. Hidden among reedy papyrus I discovered this dainty crystal basket.
As the sun rose higher in the sky, the fog lifted and I turned toward home. However, one more bit of morning joy lay in my path. A small feather, recently shed by some avian visitor, had also been dew kissed.
I think these little bits of short-lived natural beauty could stand up against the most highly prized baubles in any jewelry store. Now captured by my eyes and logged among my treasured memories these images are mine to savor forever.