She measured 4 or 5 inches and allowed me to get close enough for a picture.
When we tried to measure her she flew away. The top picture is clickable to enlarge.
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My father told me that his grandmother, Minnie, used to make quilts. They were not art, he assured me, just made up of snippets of old clothes , so as not to waste fabric and used to keep warm. He remembers one, he says, all in grays and blacks and plaids. Not art, he says, not meant to be beautiful. Sounds like beauty to me. Maybe even art...
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Pretty -- dragonflies are amazing to look at. We've seen a few this summer on the roof garden, which is a first. They always fascinate me, especially when the sun hits their wings -- they just seem to glow.
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