The mist reveals hundreds of draped spiders webs painting them translucent white. It diffuses the sun, gently scattering light over the pea fields, catching delicate green curls. The scent of the earth rises and joins the air. Single blades of grass seem etched into the hedgerow, defined in dewy shrouds. Birds become silhouettes the edge of every feather drawing a line against the veil.
Creative Life in Suffolk 