Tuesday, 23 June 2015

Pipe dream

Constant showers of persistent precipitation for the solstice meant that Midsummer's Day was something of a damp squib. To be fair, there was very little wind, so at least the rain was vertical. But as we drove home from a lunchtime treat at Skerries Bistro, water was draining off the fields straight across the roads.

What is a grumpy dragon hunter to do?

(That's the dragon hunter who is grumpy, rather than a hunter of grumpy dragons, but I digress)

Well, what I did was this...

Pipe cleaners?!


Is old Tense losing it?

C'mon, hands up who remembers this dragon from these very pages in 2012?

She's a Golden-ringed Dragonfly (photographed in Beinn Eighe national nature reserve), the only lady G-rD I've ever knowingly seen.

And with a little bit of industry and the odd casual expletive, here's my homage to a spectacular ode.

We can only hope that the sun puts in an appearance soon, for all your sakes!


Tales of a Bank Vole said...

Funnily enough I was at Beinn Eighe yesterday - no dragons but a few RAF fighters. Guess which Elton John song I was singing all the way down the glen. Beinne Eighe, Beinne Eighe, Beinne Eighe and the.......
Must go have to shoo the Ravens off the Pine Marten food!

Imperfect and Tense said...

Still no odes?! But it's supposed to be prime Azure Hawker flight season. Welcome to Scottish weather :o(