I walked along the river during the week chasing the Two Terriers, cursing them for their mischief and also cursing the prolific underwater weed that makes fishing virtually impossible. At the same time I was also amazed at the amount of dragonflies still zooming around in mid-October, they never seem to be still for a second, zig-zagging about over the water chasing their meals and flashing through the reeds at great speed.
As I climbed some steps I saw this beauty on the very top step, the air boss in complete charge of his own flight deck. One more step I thought and I'll get another photograph but those compound eyes were watching my every move, I looked down, looked back at the top step and he was gone. One last look down and what do I see, my orange friend no less, and he even allowed me another photograph before zooming away.
I'm sure he's called a Common Darter but I don't think he's common at all, he's quite smart really. I can't help but wonder if he fancied the orange rope.
That's not so smart.