Air fills with movement
Fleeting insects buzz, dart, dance
A feast on the wing
I had intended to share my monthly Changing Seasons post today but unfortunately I haven’t actually finished sorting through all of the photos I’ve taken. I’ve visited and photographed the meadow so many times over the past few weeks that I have an absolute mountain of them!
Luckily I have edited enough of the pictures of insects to share a few of them. These are all ones I won’t be using on The Changing Seasons post but that I like too much to just leave sitting, unseen, in a folder on my computer. I hope you like them.
I thought I’d leave you with a final picture – the photographing of which actually inspired the haiku but that wasn’t in focus enough to be placed at the top of the page. I didn’t want to leave it completely off, though.
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Trust your own instinct. Your mistakes might as well be your own, instead of someone else’s. Billy Wilder