We take our walks early in the morning, often walking out of our driveway before the sun is fully up. The pink stretch is the sun below the horizon, glowing off the clouds.
It's an odd thing, but through the mile to the bridge, the sky changes colors, and the surrounding area can look completely different in the light just a few yards away as we walk.
Pink sky at morning.
As we continue down the road, the sun starts comping up.
Halfway down the road, the sun plays peekaboo.
Along the way, the domestic life takes a peek at the strangers in their midst.
A ground web is covered in dew.
Not sure of the genus just yet, I'm guessing it's a duskywing, but I'm awaiting confirmation.
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