Wednesday I spent a very pleasant three quarters of an hour watching a Migrant Hawker Dragonfly as it hunted round my garden, every so often stopping to rest, always on the same leaf:
Many dragons are not afraid of people. It would often fly within a few feet of my head as it zoomed round looking for its next meal. Unfortunately never hovering in one place long enough to give me the chance of a flight shot.
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