may you touch dragonflies

atlas and i were on an adventure this weekend when these red leaves called to me. they stood tall above the golden weeds, a single branch of red, in front of a very blue lake. i had to wade through the weeds to get to them.
when i saw this photo, i knew why they had summoned me. they were not autumn leaves, but a dragonfly, and the dragonfly wanted to be witnessed.
(they could also be a fairy or a butterfly or a bird in flight, but i saw the dragonfly first.)
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- how to cultivate wonder, quoting, upper peninsula of michigan





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