A classic tale of right place right time. Every morning I sit on the porch enjoying my coffee, while letting the dog out. At first I was a little glum as it was overcast and a bit dreary outside. I opened the door as I always do, but this time was greeted by the smell of damp soil and the smell of falling leaves and felt a little more enthusiastic to go outside. I stepped out and there it was, right in front of me: A perfect little spider's web, covered in dew.