Sometimes precious things are fleeting, like a dragonfly on a leaf, staying for a moment and then flying away in as fast a blur as they arrived. Life seems that way sometimes or perhaps our youth, at least. When you're there, it seems like an eternity and yet, in hindsight, only a moment. Is it just a trick of perspective or was it really just a moment?
The photo is of a beautiful cobalt blue dragon fly resting on a taro leaf in my back yard early this morning.
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