Living in the middle of the Texas Panhandle where dry arid conditions prevail, it is a rare treat to wake up to a foggy morning such as this. Being a native Kansan, I took mornings like this for granted most of my life. But after living here for almost 10 years, when I wake up to a morning like this, I am almost giddy with excitement! Taking the moist air into my lungs, and feeling the damp on my face is heavenly! The foggy haze shrouds everything in mystery and softens the edges, sometimes hiding familiar landmarks completely from view.

This particular October morning, before I set out to do chores, I went back into the house to grab my camera to take with me. This is not something I would normally do for fear of damaging my camera, but I knew if the sun rose bright and warmed quickly, it would burn off before I was done with my rounds.

We have a lot of fence on our little acreage, and many places for spiders to spin their webs. I found several along my route and the drops of dew gathered made some nice pictures. We always have a breeze or raging wind of some sort and this morning was no different. The slight movement of air caused some parts of my pictures to come out blurry, but the effect isn’t terrible.

I always save the best for last…This picture is my favorite of the group. The dark twist of the old fence wire, the many threads of web intersecting with teensy, droplets of dew collected on nearly all of them, the old tin shed blurred in the background. One large drop in the center.

Canon Rebel T6 18x55mm. October 21, 2020.