A new dragonfly friend on an autumn day

 

A black saddlebags dragonfly on a leisurely autumn day.

I like dragonflies. I don't know if they like me, but this one did . I took nearly a hundred photos of him today before I got tired of it and he didn't. I had to walk away or go bug-eyed.

I like dragonflies mostly because they never before seemed to like me. When I see them on hot summer days they are usually too busy to bother with me, zig-zagging around at the speed of light over water trying to catch bugs to eat, or whatever they do. I thought maybe they never liked me because of that. I'm not a small tasty bug, so I guess they didn't care about me.

This black saddlebags dragonfly caught my eye. I hadn't saw one before, or at least I didn't remember seeing one. He's so unusual with those saddlebags that I would have remembered. I didn't.

My camera was inside, so I put the dog back on his leash and ran in to get it. Marvin was a little confused, since we came right back out. I hoped the weird-looking dragonfly was still there, and it was.

I got as close as I could with my lens and thought he'd say oh no, no you don't. He didn't. I think I could have gone up to him and kissed him, but I didn't like him that much. 

I think maybe he had had enough of life.

What else could explain the utter lack of interest he had in fleeing from me. It's autumn, and bugs don't like that season. It's when they die.

I hoped that wasn't the case, but it is the way of the world.

When that season comes around to just sit there and do nothing, waiting for the end, that's just what we do, insects and people, too.

I hope I don't find him on the ground the next time I go out.

It's not where either of us want to be.