String of crystal

I almost walked into it. At the entrance to the gate, a spiderweb. I only saw it because the misty morning rain had festooned the web with crystal drops.

It's so ephemeral, it's almost impossible to capture the delicacy of it.

Against the cloudy sky.

 

The intricate structure of it, like a panel of lace curtain hanging from the arbor.

Later, when the sun had come up and the mist had gone, I went up the path to the mailbox and found the web was gone.

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