Each day I walk my dogs down to the river, through the orchards, past the church and through fields. Its a lovely walk and we are most lucky to do it every day. This morning the lanes were flooded so we slooshed through the flowing torrents and skidded our way across the flooded fields, to the orchard at the bottom, avoiding the river that is about to burst its banks for the upteenth time this year - it has been a really wet year!
In the orchard I was mooching about, as you do, and the day was grey and dreary, everything shrouded in a layer of misty dewy veil, like a spider had been super busy and made fine silky cobwebs across the entire orchard which had collected the dew drops in the early morning, but no sun or warmth was there to dry them. I spied this one last apple, still red and rosy, hanging from the leafless tree. I didn't have my camera so its a picture from my phone.
I rather like it!