This wispy dragonfly loves to flit around my worst garden feature. She's on a dead bougainvillea branch, next to the arum with giant leaves. But she wasn't really bothered about me hovering near her to get a closer shot. Her only wish was that I shouldn't get-- up close and personal! This mottled beauty played hard to get, leading me on- a wild goose chase till we both got tired of running around in circles! Finally, she succumbed to the green temptation of the sedge leaf and I closed in on her...!
Glory be to God for dappled things- For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches' wings; Landscape plotted and pieced--fold, fallow, and plough; And all trades, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim; He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change: Praise him. Gerard Manley Hopkins
The first flowering shrub I planted on our land
Every flower is a soul blooming in Nature.-Gerard De Nerval
Shall I not have intelligence with the earth? Am I not partly leaves and vegetable mould myself? -Henry David Thoreau