Spider Webs in the mist.

Sunday morning and we were covered by a thick, damp fog - it shut down Heathrow Airport for a while so everything was still.

I looked out of the window and saw the spider webs were covered in droplets and I rushed out to take pictures.

As you can see it didn't work out very well and I wasn't going to use it.

The light is wrong and the picture doesn't have enough clarity (my ancient pawn shop camera isn't good enough in low light) and the web is (how can I put this?) just not good enough.

It's as if the spider skipped all important lectures at Spider College.

It's a mess.

So this morning I thought I'd nip out and have another go.

I must have looked quite a sight - I had a bad night with lots of pain and when I got up I just threw an old coat over my dressing gown and staggered out, getting wet from the dew overnight.

When I got to the untidy web I had a surprise.

The spider must have been a bit ashamed about it's pathetic web and had another go, like me.

When I took a look I could see that it was halfway through the job;

Autumn is really here now.

Neil Harris

(a don't stop till you drop production)

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Autumn leaves.

Saturday morning saw me walking to the Village hall for the Macmillan Cancer Support Bazaar. I usually go, looking for some bargains.
As ever it always strikes me that most of the people running it either have cancer or have a relative with cancer.

On the way back the autumn leaves were beginning to pile up;

Who can resist kicking up leaves as they walk along?

I am probably the only person ever stopped by a policeman for kicking leaves. It was a few years ago.

In the afternoon we both felt we had to get out of the house and we went to Egham for a coffee.

We sat and talked on a beautiful, still Autumn day.

I didn't bring a coat, it was so mild.

Gradually, dusk fell and it got quite cold.

Then for just a few moments, we got the most vibrant sunset anyone could wish for.

Then it was gone.

 

 

 

Neil Harris

 

(a don't stop till you drop production)

 

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