Dragonflies have always been pretty but never really crossed my path, until this summer.
It seems like this summer dragonflies were abundant and made themselves known.
One afternoon as I sat on the back porch reading, the most beautiful dragonfly glided across the patio.
He was so happy that he literally came to the beginning of the concrete and began a slow descent then he dipped up then he dipped down. He did this all across the patio.
Honestly, it was the most beautiful sight.
But what I felt was his exuberance. His happiness. Yes! The dragonfly was happy.
That afternoon I realized that pandemic or no pandemic I, too, can flit and flight and have a happy attitude.
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