In the Dew of Little Things…
Just a quick post this morning, as I hope you’re all spending the holiday building couch cushion forts with your loved ones and keeping the men and women of our armed services in your thoughts. Here’s a little magic to start off your week – Happy Memorial Day!
When it’s all I can do just to tame my frizzy hair in humid weather, Steve Wall is actually crouching on his hands and knees in the dew-laden grass (with a Coke can for a tripod) to capture these incredible photos. Steve is a macrophotographer who stumbled upon the “teeny-weeny” worlds of waterdrops in his own backyard – literally. Watch this video about his discovery (DO IT) – it’s like being invited into Wonderland with Alice.
These photos remind me of my favorite line in a poem about friendship my dad gave me once – “For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.” I’ve thought about having it tattooed on my arm because I love it so much, but I’d have to wear turtlencks for life because my mom would probably kill me (a reasonable fear, even at 33 years-old).