A Hippy's Lament

A million, million dragonflies, bodies blue and beautiful, take flight from sun dappled willow branches.

Garter snakes and grasshoppers scatter, -swish!- into the reeds at the edge of the muddy trail.

Beaver head for cover, sleek and swift in the dark water, slapping the water in affront.

At the pond's edge moose crash, thinking the trees a safer bet.

Yet another photo is ruined.

Low flying jets are stupid.

Seen here: nothing at all. Thanks Maple Flag.