This is the blog of Mark Wordsworm, the travelling worm. I’m a 25-year-old bookmark and can proudly boast my own Hallmark serial number, 95 HBM 80-1. You’ll probably want to read all about me and my Travelling Companion (the TC).
Today’s travel notes
Me and the TC have been very busy of late. She’s writing a book! It has the somewhat unwieldy title of Confluence, Tech Comm, Chocolate: A wiki as platform extraordinaire for technical communication. She wrote a blog post about it. This worm is looking forward to a comfy place in the book, when it appears at the end of January.
At times when deep in the throes of writing, me and the TC have gone out for a walk. To blow away the cobwebs. And at times there were more cobwebs outside than in.
Follow me into a wonderland of mist and sparkling cobwebs, the world of spring in the Australian bush.
The book I’m in
A Clash of Kings, by George R.R. Martin. A grand epic worthy of any bookworm.
Me, braving the droplets and the chance of a nasty fall into wet mud, all for the sake of a snapshot:
Entering a wonderland of webs in the mist:
Sparkling cobweb wrapped around a twig:
Like the lights that people drape over Christmas trees:
Droplets shining in the early sun:
The flowers of a Tea Tree amongst the droplets:
Just another gorgeous sparkling web:
Cobwebs in the mist:
Droplets and big yellow flowers:
Cobwebs on curvy stems:
A web-festooned twig:
More eye candy:
Sparkly webs around two flower buds:
Webs draped across the trees:
Webbed twig and yellow flowers:
There’s nothing like a good web to liven up a dead thicket:
A closer look at those webs:
A glistening cocoon for spiders:
Another glistening spiders’ nest:
The coup de grace:
That’s all for today, dudes.