Foggy, misty morning on the farm. Morning dew highlights the spiderwebs. So amazing to realize that these are always there, but mostly unseen. Beautiful in their simplicity.
All is quiet on the hill. On mornings like these, even the chickens stay hushed. I'm sure the fog will burn off with the late morning sun, but until then, it feels peacefully isolating. This is when farm life is at its best.