Webs Laid Low With Pasture Mow
For everything you get, you give up something.
We are very happy to have our pasture mowed. But that means that there will be no more spider webs festooned from the tall grasses, dew-covered and bejeweled, backlit by the sun when it finally crests the east ridge.
So here, two birds (er, spiders) with one rock: a brief tribute to our web weavers that will return after a few weeks of pasture uprising; and a subject to weave into a little story using a new media tool called Shorthand:social.
It really does offer a better photo-essay medium than the tiny width of this blog space for full-dimension images. Hope you agree.
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