This morning the air was heavy with moisture.
Mist was hanging in the valleys and below our high altitude.
Walking out with the dogs, every bush was festooned with dew encrusted webs. There must be hundreds of thousands of spiders out there.
This one had an occupant:
There are thousands of these little crane flies everywhere at the moment and even they were covered in dew:
Oh dear - one eats the other:
The editing process of everything I've taken from the last month is not going well. I'll get there eventually but expect some unnaturally sunny scenes as we head into autumn.
We are having the front of the house re-rendered due to a shoddy job with too much sand in the mix six years ago so it's chaos here and, with having polystyrene insulation put underneath the new stuff, the house is covered in tiny, white, statically charged balls along with the dust from the old stuff that had to be drilled off. My hoover is having a crisis.
So, until next time, when we should have had our conference Skype call with GOSH, here are the boys playing their usual game. Have a good week.