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The presence of hoar frost on a web unfailingly evokes in me a sense of awe.
But not all of the spiders’ work is expressed in sublime artistry. These efforts, on the light beside the front porch, resemble more the frayed hem of a sweater!
And this suggests, perhaps, a younger spider learning to abseil.
The last few mornings have been cold – very cold! Brief appearances by the sun have failed to burn away a thin curtain of icy fog that has lingered throughout the day. Thick layers of frost have transformed familiar objects.
Spiders have abandoned their webs in search of more hospitable accommodation.
The iron garden gate has acquired a spiky white coat.