Spiderwebs In The Morning

 A cool morning finally brought a change from our hot, dry summer. Weighed down with droplets of dew, the webs of all the neighborhood spiders were no longer inconspicuous. Each web, meant to ensnare, had become a jeweled hammock, sagging under the weight of those glistening beads. No small moth or fly could help but notice such fancy, glistening structures. The spiders would have to wait for their dinner. 

Bee and Passion Flower

 A passion flower vine has crept along a chain link fence, completely upholstering the fence with leaves, buds and now flowers. You can smell the scent from a half block away. One particular type of big, slow bumble bee has found the vine. They ignore me and work each flower, their backs covered in bright pollen. Two or even three bees can share each flower for a short while, never bothering with territorial squabbles. They have a job to do and there are more than enough of those heavenly flowers to go around.

Wall Plaque, Marylebone, London

 Wandering the streets of a city is endlessly entertaining. Walk down a side street and you may discover a seemingly random bit of ornamentation remaining from when a building was first erected. Set into a brick wall, this potted apple tree has all the design hallmarks of the years when Oscar Wilde was still tossing off bon mots. I wonder if it is terra cotta and whether, under all that tasteful fog gray paint, there might be original now-unfashionably-bright colors. No matter---it survives. In its current monochrome, we can still enjoy the simplified dimensionality of this remaining example of late Victorian design.