On my arm.
Bill and I were looking at a tomato plant in the front yard yesterday when this gorgeous little creature landed on my arm.
I froze in place, hoping it would stay a while, and sent Bill into the house to get my camera. Actually, what I said was “RUN IN THE HOUSE AND GET MY CAMERA!” I can be rather bossy. But only when the situation warrants.
He said “really?” in a kind of weary, she-takes-too-many-pictures-and-i-just-want-to-drink-my-coffee tone, but he went in anyway and took a few pictures of my arm before the dragonfly flew.
The above picture is the best of them.
But wait! There’s more!
The dragonfly landed in the forsythia bush, and I was able to take a couple more pictures before it got sick of us and flew to another yard.
I’m just glad it stopped by, however briefly.