A dragonfly made friends with me one muggy July afternoon at the cottage a few years back. I was out picking wild strawberries (whipping my arms in futility at the hordes of black flies waiting to claim a piece of flesh) when a dragonfly lit on my shoulder. And the swarming stopped. I stood up, and nothing was buzzing at the back of my neck, no flies were whizzing by my ears, and there was just silence as this dragonfly stood guard.
Since that day, I have had high regard for dragonflies. When I saw this fabric, I took it as a sign:
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| Dragonfly pattern on natural linen |
In honour of my cottage sentinels, I have made a few coin purses with this fabric. I have kept one for myself to wrangle all of the assorted earrings, jewelry and miscellanea from rolling around the bottom of my purse.
Every time I look at this dragonfly zip, I'm reminded of their magical powers and remarkable mandibles. Case in point:
I happened upon a HUGE blue and green dragonfly on a post in the park and took a closer look. It was perched on the post, holding a big fuzzy bumblebee in its front legs, eating it face first. It let me get right up close to it, and I heard it eating the bumblebee, crunching it so efficiently. Crunch, Crunch, Crunch. There goes its head. Crunch, Crunch, legs and body, its wings floated to the ground, Crunch, Crunch. Maybe five minutes went by, but I was mesmerized and wanted to stay and watch as long as it would let me.
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| Big enough to watch over your flip phone and loose change |
These ones aren't eating bugs, but do give you a gorgeous representation of these incredible insects.