THREATS OF SILVER AND GOLD

In the evening light, the reflections of the last rays of sunlight are flickering like glow worms in every corner, spiderwebs become visible as golden silver threads, carefully stretched from one branch to another. Water drops are sitting fat and satisfied on the leaves and stalks until a sudden movement of wind, or sprinklers are pushing them to their last journey to the soil, where they disseminate and bring life to the exhausted and tired environment.

Observing the movement of light through the wind, the up and down of changing colours, is truly an amazing spectacle. Nature is writing it’s own poetry.