Look who came flitting through the yard today, taking a rest here and there long enough for me to photostalk. I’m almost positive this little guy came around because of the hazy asters I recently planted out back. It’s not been a terribly butterfly-friendly atmosphere in the yard this year, what with the heat pretty much keeping all the plants in a constant state of non-blooming fatigue. I’m finding, though, that as the toothiest of…
The Japanese gardens, for me, are a study in texture, pattern, and light.
My parents’ place has its share of dragonflies, and my favorite thing about them — aside from their obvious awesome weirdness — is that they just sit there even if you get up in their faces with a camera. I can’t even imagine what I could do if I had an actual macro lens and some actual patience.
This little guy posed for me for several minutes. I was grateful for his patience as I was hardly a picture of grace while I stumbled around, trying to hold the (somewhat heavy) camera still while trying to avoid stepping into the mud puddle half a foot in front of me.
Thirty-seven that I can see. There are more I can just feel. I wear Deep Woods Off! like a fine perfume but I get nibbled up just the same. Grrrr.
If I could pick a lesser superpower to have, it would be the ability to identify flowers. [Project 365]
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