Monday, 8 July 2013

Dragons and damsels cavorting

That unproductive bogland beneath the railway is worth its weight in gold when the sun shines and the dragons and damsels come out to play.

I’m not sure how long this armour-plated naiad took to mature beneath the water before finally emerging to crawl out of its exoskeleton as an adult dragonfly.

All sorts of shenanigans as they copulate in the wheel position or territorial argy-bargy between competing males.

I would however prefer the horse flies to find somewhere else to feed.


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