That’s it – black tailed though really his tail is a pulsing powder blue. I watched, enraptured as he sized up the pond darting about low over the water or sitting on a nearby twig presumably surveying the scene for a mate to arrive. Females have black and yellow stripes and I think I saw one, fleetingly, before she was gobbled up mid air by an appallingly efficient sparrow.Hopefully he will find another in time for this brief zenith of his life – after probably having spent a couple of years as an under water nymph.
And here (above) is red a damsel fly (not sure which one) in its favourite spot – the nostril of a hippo head sculpture(!) Janet saw two of these mating in mid air. So far we havent seen any damsels in distress (sorry).
… we live in paradise!