Carrie Classon

I was “up north,” walking through the woods with an escort of dragonflies on either side, as if I were a visiting dignitary in need of protection. 

I love dragonflies. I love their variety and their shiny wings and the way they turn on a dime in midair. I love how they clear the path of mosquitos as I walk through the woods along the lakeshore. I love how they behave exactly as a good escort should.

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