Air-dragons
I love dragonflies, like y'all, am amazed at their--well, their "life", so to speak---they are just so ALIVE--akin to watching swallows. When my friend Tom and I would go fishing, usually in the pines--Chatsworth Lake, Oswego Lake, wherever, we were almost always treated to their aerial acrobatics--like watching a P-51 Mustang take out a Messerschmidt---skeeters don't have a chance. Around midday, when fishing would slow down, we'd sit there in the canoe and watch them land on the ends of our fishing rods to take breaks, almost in imitation of our lull. All different colors and shapes, sometimes they'd bang into each other in mid-air and tussle and then take off in opposite directions. Always amusing and full of life. Just love 'em.