Wow. Wow. Wow. I happened to see one, today, with what was, unmistakably, what was left of a butterfly in its mouth. I was taken aback. Had never occurred to me that dragonflies would, could, eat butterflies. I tried to take a picture, but it was too fast. Obviously very protective of its catch.
I had to look it up. BINGO. Wow. I was shocked. Had no idea.
Yes, I understand that it is all part of nature. But, but, but …
I used to think they were so pretty and cute. Not sure I can think of them like that anymore. I kind of like my butterflies. Nature is CRUEL.
I spotted it, on its back, on my walk this morning. It was a hot morning & the paving was hot. From a distance I thought it was dead. When I got closer I could see that its feet were ‘pedaling’ furiously. It was trying to right itself but having no luck. I think it was the hot paving.
My first concern was to prevent Rowen from trying to eat it. I got her under control & far enough away so as to not impede my efforts.
I didn’t want to use my hand. OK. Truth me known I am kind of squeamish when it comes to any insects. I can kill them, but I don’t like touching them unless I am really forced to. BUT, there was another reason. Touching it by hand could have harmed it. I know that we have oils on our hands (even when we are not sweating (as I happened to be)) that can harm their wings. Plus, my touch might have been too ‘strong’. So i went looking for a suitable, small stick. I found one.
Only took one expert flick. It was back on its feet. The pictures tell the story. it seemed to be fine. After letting me take a couple of pictures it flew off. I was happy. I like dragonflies.
