There is a lot of dew in the garden at this time of year. The grass is wet and Wellington boots are a necessity. But trudging down the garden early in the morning I noticed what lovely patterns the dew left on the flowers.
The Phacelia was well sprinkled…
as was the Winter Honeysuckle. So I felt the urge to sprint, as fast as my Wellies would allow, back to the house to get my camera.
In the front garden the fully open rose was in competition …
with the rose bud to produce the most delicate drop patterns.
Then I spotted and extra big drop on a Persimmon left hanging as a winter treat for the birds. I managed to get an upside down image of the house!
But all this had started with good intentions, my weeding tool and Welly boots. It is too easy for me to get distracted in the garden.
As the Robin followed me back and forth through the garden, he seemed to be trying to work out what I was up to. It was as if the rolls had been reversed and I was being watched for the entertainment value I was providing.
Only fair really, after all the hours of pleasure I get watching the wildlife in the garden.