“Shines with a mournful light,
Like its own tear,
Because so long divided from the sphere.
Restless it rolls and unsecure,
Trembling lest it grow impure,
Till the warm sun pity its pain,
And to the skies exhale it back again…”
On a Drop of Dew ~ Andrew Marvell
pond life 
strung out 
safety net 
abstract
A Watery Wednesday of dew drops not rain (for a change)
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Ah, Laura such sweet dew drops creating fantastic abstracts.
thank you Marina – and that last abstract is a small garden ornament mirrored with water and dewy webs
it’s so beautiful…
😍
Pretty photos and a lovely poem.
thanks Jude – it’s been lovely having dewdrops in the garden now the nights are colder
Nature is magical. (K)