The spiders had been busy all night weaving and spinning. When first light revealed a foggy, misty, morning the webs drooped with the moisture in the air and sparkled as the light became brighter.
One web in the tall Colorado Spruce was attached to the ground with a strong support and attached above to a bough of evergreen. The breeze gently moved the entire web back and forth like bed sheets hanging on a clothesline.
Webs were everywhere glistening and almost glowing in the early morning haze. It was going to be another hot, muggy, buggy, day but for now the coolness belonged to me…. and the spiders.