It was late afternoon when I noticed this dragonfly was landed behind me. I've taken a picture, but with my non-digital 35mm, who know what will turn out, if anything at all. He stayed still for so long. My mom wondered if he was dead. I tried to coax him on to a stick, but I think he felt unbalanced and he took off.
This guy was under an empty, overturned water barrel curled up on a dirt mound. He slithered away and hid himself in a low growing plant where he stuck his tongue out and watched us. I like snakes in the garden. Hopefully this one was guarding the garden from rats, but he had lost part of his tail, so I don't know what that means when it comes to his experience.
I was pulling up weeds under the fig tree when my eye fell upon him. I was surprised, I hadn't noticed him before. He was about medium size for a green tree frog. I took one picture before the light dimmed enough for my camera to stop focusing, but I still sat right next to him and watched his vibrating throat and examining his translucent moist skin.
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I like this. Your encountering new and various creatures throughout the day reminds me of Dorothy encountering many personalities on her journey to the Emerald City. You encounter a dragonfly that can fool humans, a snake that likes to watch you work, and a tree frog that relaxes by burping. Compatibly, Dorothy meets the Munchkins, the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, the Cowardly Lion, and the Wicked Witch of the West.
And so you make me ponder the enjoyment that is possible in life when we pause and reflect on our encounters.
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