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Blotchy frost spray painted across the landscape
Dark mornings
Mid-afternoon sunset

Seasons and reason
Move and turn
Bright days
Crystal blue days
Low azimuth sun blasting pupils into spots
Water meadow flooded milky coffee swirl to river main gouge current
Branches bedecked with pendulous drops of water
Surface tension holding back the pull of gravity
Until surface tension stretches the neck of the droplet past the point of no                     
                                                                          return
Teardrop shape pulled to sphere
Down back of the neck

What shape is the water droplet in flight?
Is it like a stringlet? 
Etiolated?