Arroyo Bluet and Vivid Dancer 3634
[Preface: In view of our 73 degree "heat event," our wonderfully inept power company in the northern half of this state has *threatened* - so that they don't get sued again for negligence - to turn off all power starting at midnight tonight and lasting oh, maybe five days until they can find the switch in the dark! I have made my calls to my nonexistent federal representatives and my state senator and even called the governor's office, but they were all out busily defending the indefensible. Oh, you want the point. Okay, you may not see any uploads or receive comments from me for 12 hours to five days and, since three of my prescriptions run out and my pharmacy is "digital," I may shed this mortal coil, and join Nikola Tesla in railing against bureaucracies in general. Google it.]
But, I am leaving you with one of my favorite shots of the summer. Light's good. Log has character. The Arroyo Bluet that is perched is sharp, and the Vivid Dancer is nicely blurred showing forward movement though he had been hovering and pestering the guy on the log. It also shows the relative sizes. The Bluet is 44mm and the Dancer is 39. There are two species even smaller, and I got one California Pond Dancer, an anomaly at about 19mm.
For the last 5,000 years, in cultures and folklore around the world, a red dragonfly is said to be one of two omens at polar opposites on the omen spectrum: eternal love and death. In one Asian folk tale, red dragonflies always show up when someone dies. My dragonflies are defective. I will reread the instruction manual and make sure that I've got the incantation right.
Nothing is mentioned about blue dragons or damsels. It probably meant masculinity, but the California schools deems that to be inappropriate and almost as unacceptable as the Swift Forktail.
See you ... tomorrow or Monday, pissants willing. (Google it.)
Arroyo Bluet and Vivid Dancer 3634
[Preface: In view of our 73 degree "heat event," our wonderfully inept power company in the northern half of this state has *threatened* - so that they don't get sued again for negligence - to turn off all power starting at midnight tonight and lasting oh, maybe five days until they can find the switch in the dark! I have made my calls to my nonexistent federal representatives and my state senator and even called the governor's office, but they were all out busily defending the indefensible. Oh, you want the point. Okay, you may not see any uploads or receive comments from me for 12 hours to five days and, since three of my prescriptions run out and my pharmacy is "digital," I may shed this mortal coil, and join Nikola Tesla in railing against bureaucracies in general. Google it.]
But, I am leaving you with one of my favorite shots of the summer. Light's good. Log has character. The Arroyo Bluet that is perched is sharp, and the Vivid Dancer is nicely blurred showing forward movement though he had been hovering and pestering the guy on the log. It also shows the relative sizes. The Bluet is 44mm and the Dancer is 39. There are two species even smaller, and I got one California Pond Dancer, an anomaly at about 19mm.
For the last 5,000 years, in cultures and folklore around the world, a red dragonfly is said to be one of two omens at polar opposites on the omen spectrum: eternal love and death. In one Asian folk tale, red dragonflies always show up when someone dies. My dragonflies are defective. I will reread the instruction manual and make sure that I've got the incantation right.
Nothing is mentioned about blue dragons or damsels. It probably meant masculinity, but the California schools deems that to be inappropriate and almost as unacceptable as the Swift Forktail.
See you ... tomorrow or Monday, pissants willing. (Google it.)