“Clouds of insects danced and buzzed in the golden autumn light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds. Long, glinting dragonflies shot across the path, or hung tremulous with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies.”
Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr. (Scottish writer, creator of the detective Sherlock Holmes, 1859-1930)
TIME: 7:40 PM
PLACE: Little League Fields
SUBJECT: Dragonfly
MonkeyBoy had his 2nd to last game this evening. We only had six players, so the other team let us “borrow” 3 of theirs and we played 6 innings. Needless to say, it was considered a forfeit by us, but at least the boys were able to play some ball.
During the game, I wandered about the creek that runs by the ball fields, looking for a photo opportunity. This dragonfly was resting on a large concrete block that was sitting at the top of the creek bank. He was gracious enough to hold still for a close-up.
