Medoed & ParcelQueen
Medoed
I was just staring at the dew on a morning leaf and it made me think about how nature hides these tiny, perfect lattices that look almost like a designer’s lace.
ParcelQueen
The dew is like tiny mirrors on a lacework of leaf veins, each bead a perfect, subtle sparkle that only a morning can create. It’s almost as if nature is stitching a quiet masterpiece that only a few will notice.
Medoed
That's exactly it—if you pause long enough to notice the way light catches each drop, the leaf turns into a tiny, secret gallery. I often wonder who gets to see that quiet exhibit.