Face-Off with Harold, the Dragonfly, 1
(Original blog entry here: One Beautiful Bug: My Dragonfly House-Guest)
Happiness is finding beauty in unexpected places.
I try not to post too many things close together, but I was too excited about this to let it slide without posting.
No, I didn’t get a job.
Tonight I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was a reflection off the rim of my eye-wear. Then I thought, Wait, is that a spider dangling in mid-air? So I looked, and I saw what I at first thought was the hugest arachnid I’d ever seen clutching the wall of my house.
But, no, after I stopped screaming hysterically (at least, in my head), I looked more closely, adjusted my spectacles, and realized I was seeing a beautiful dragonfly.
I gently encouraged the little critter up on my finger and, cupping my hands together, I went to show the winged beast to my wife, before setting it free. She suggested a photo. I readily agreed.
And you get to enjoy the fruits of our now-emancipated find.
Jennifer named him Harold. Go figure.
Eat as many mosquitoes as you can find, little friend.
Check out the other view of Harold here.