A dragonfly lightly balances on an overhead line, the temporary resting place from its erratic flight. (Click picture to view larger image)
Clouds of insects danced and buzzed in the golden autumn light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds. Long, glinting dragonflies shot across the path, or hung tremulous with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies.Submission for Thursday Challenge topic "flight". (end)
~ Sir Arthur Conan Doyle in "The White Company"