It was so warm and sunny. Macro called. The old quarry pools drew me in. Dragonflies and damselflies. The early ones. A Four Spotted Chaser, and a Large Red Damselfly. Baby newts amongst the Common Sundew drew the eye. They tried to hide from me, and the sun, in the shade of the bog plants. On the sundew a trapped crane fly stared back. Motionless in the glaring light. Held by sticky dew drops. Waiting. Red means danger.
Sunday, 8 June 2008
Small World
It was so warm and sunny. Macro called. The old quarry pools drew me in. Dragonflies and damselflies. The early ones. A Four Spotted Chaser, and a Large Red Damselfly. Baby newts amongst the Common Sundew drew the eye. They tried to hide from me, and the sun, in the shade of the bog plants. On the sundew a trapped crane fly stared back. Motionless in the glaring light. Held by sticky dew drops. Waiting. Red means danger.
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