It was a warmish morning for our walk....and with a combination of the fog and the rain and dew drops it was kind of magical. It looked like fairy lights were hanging everywhere.
This shift in seasons is always an adjustment. We go from the fabulous colors of fall to the stark browns and grays of winter. And once we settle in we start to notice things like the dew and nests in the trees you couldn't see with leaves on the trees. Each season sings in its own way. Today....the dew drops were singing a lovely song.
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