I do not fish.  I don’t have the patience to wait and watch a fish line.  But I could watch dragonflies for hours and never get bored.  This one shot was probably one of fifty or more that were deleted—and I am not happy with it—but it was the best I could do with the lens I had to work with.  Digital is great—never would have tried this with a film camera.  And I vividly remember that day even now, as there were a bunch of them just flitting around and I was SO amused by it all.  When we first started canoe tripping in 1971 I was scared of the dragonflies.  I was dodging them and squealing my “bug squeal”, sure that they were going to do me harm.  Spartan1 laughed and explained to me that they eat mosquitoes, and they are our friends, as well as being incredibly beautiful.  I soon learned to love them in all of their stages of life, and to also love to photograph them.  One time a big darner lit on my shoulder and rode across a portage with me.  I was moved to tears.  My portfolio now probably has a thousand dragonfly photos, and I have several of them hanging on the wall in both my home and my lake home.  One of God’s most gorgeous creatures, IMHO.