AKA - (Six acres and not a clue!)
My personal diary of the comings and goings of wildlife during the development of my little piece of England.
'...There shall be in that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.' (R. Brooke)
This female Emperor dragonfly is laying her eggs just under the surface on this pontederia (pickerel) weed plant. Several males and females can be seen in dogfights over the water surface.
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