It was a magic morning at the Ponds today. A thick fog blanketed everything. Literally hundreds of spider webs, laden with dew, sparkled like pearl necklaces. Not a spider in sight. They were probably hiding, waiting for unwary insects to get caught in their webs. But I didn't see any insects either. Once again I was awed by nature's wonders and full of questions. Where did the spiders come from? Where were they the rest of the year? How successful were they trapping insects? Why do they come out when everything is wet? Do they know Charlotte and Wilbur?
Best of the Alps: Courmayeur
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