Driving home Thursday evening I stopped at the wetland area (Baldwin Lake) in Berea and unpacked my camera. I'd seen a Great Blue Heron there but couldn't get close enough to photograph the bird. While standing on the bank of the shallow stream, however, I watched a lone dragonfly flitting about. The insect would occasionally stop on a rock near me. I would draw near, camera at the ready, but the shy dragonfly would wing off to another location eluding most of my photo efforts. Looking around I realized there were no other dragonflies within my sight, no others to join this one in their aerial mating dance. It seemed to be the summer's last dragonfly.
I like Dragonflies. My daughter shot one for me at Folsom Lake, California, last year. I love that picture :And you wrote "It seemed to be the summer's last dragonfly" and i read "It seemed to be the last summer's dragon's flight" and i imagined dragons flying in the finishing summer, brushing against the water and fluttering around you…. But dragonflies look like miniature dragons so much, don't you think so ? … [And perhaps i have too much imagination, besides not knowing how to read correctly… lol… ]
Oh dragonfly down; dragonfly bites the dust…… soon enough there will be photos of icicles and snow.
I think dragonflies got their name by being fierce predators on the wing. Then again, as you say, perhaps they do look a bit like dragons. Fortunately they do not breathe fire! — JG
Emjay — I had the same thought! It looks for all the world like the poor critter has died. Perhaps he is not long for this world and our impressions are shades of things to come. — JG