This morning I had a bit of a start on discovering a dragon hunting in the garden, well before the temperature had reached odo optimum.
This evening, I was summoned from the study/library/junk room, as another dragon had managed to locate the conservatory entrance, but not the exit.
She was another Southern Hawker, but wasn't the least bit interested in coming to hand.
|Aeshna cyanea (female)|
Persuading her to take flight from the leisurely linen by gently placing my hand under her thorax, she flew out of the open door and back to softer skies.
So my day was neatly book-ended by beautiful dragons. Huge sigh.
Huge sigh, Tense?
Oh yeah, other news!
This happened today, too.
We'll be moving some time in the near future, but don't know where yet.
Will our new abode still be called Tense Towers? Will the blog title have to change? Is it possible to transport a pond?
I don't have the answers to these questions yet, but I didn't want you to discover the news second-hand. Thought I'd better tell you myself.