Come To The Beetle Ball

From above: A cold, wet day. Spider webs in the grass.
From the insect view: The Beetle Ball.
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"On the bare upland pasture there had spread
O'ernight 'twixt mullein stalks a wheel of thread
And straining cables wet with silver dew."
~ Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Gray skies above; it's time for the beetle ball; but rain is expected. What to do? The spiders come to the rescue, weaving a gossamer silken canopy over the tips of the grass to catch the falling rain; wet drops of sparkling jewels overhead. Leaves of gold and red finish off the decor. Time to party!

Submission for Thursday Challenge topic "wet". (end of post)