I really thought I'd seen them all, at least for this season. Dragonflies in many hues have been regular visitors for the past three months or so. I've photographed most of them too. But yesterday, as I went to see whether there were any bees or butterflies waiting for a photo-session, this vision of black and white landed on the four o'clock plant.(Not the same as the one in my last post--this four o'clock has dark pink blooms).
Honestly, this is the first time I've seen these colours on a dragonfly. Googling, I found out that this one is named----- Neurothemis tulia.
These are the only two shots I got before it flew away. I hope I get to see it again!
One good thing about dragonflies, or butterflies for that matter, is that once they get used to your presence, they simply remain where they are. This red grasshawk (I think!) kept staring at me as I clicked away. I was so glad I didn't have to zoom while taking the shots.
Another first time sight! The Trithemis aurora is a pink-bodied dragonfly and very beautiful. This photo was taken in April.
Discovered this tiny blue one as I was adding manure to the soil.
There are many damselflies in my yard. At times they land on my arm as I do the weeding but the moment they discover that I don't belong to the kingdom "Plantae", they quickly fly away!!! Found a mating pair yesterday. I'm glad that there will be more of these beautiful insects flying around my garden.
I wish all my blogger friends and visitors- a wonderful Sunday!
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