Nature's Place

A very handy tool, the walking/monopod stick. This little thing doesn’t think how lucky she is. A hint of the colour to come.

She just does what she is moved to in the circumstance of being cold and wet. Dry off and warm up.

And so she goes, stretching out those wings, wiping down antennae, what it ‘feels’ it is to do.

For a little variety she wandered off to a nearby leaf and climbed out on the stem, a little exercise.

Showing off her colours, hidden jewel of blue behind the wings and shields to a dangerous world.

Not undamaged, she has lost a leg and chipped a shields edge – see earlier pictures – but undaunted.

My dauntless nature, upside down, out on a limb, no concern beyond the immediacy of being what she is.

A wonderful little creature, of colour and form, of function and action. Broken legs can’t keep her down.

Not today darling, maybe another … And she spread her wings, took to the air and on her way.