The autumnal equinox arrived yesterday, marking another change of seasons. I love the autumn, but there is something a little wistful about it, as so many of the bright summer colors begin to fade and the leaves dry out and fall off of the trees. Somehow for me it is a reminder of the inexorable passage of time and of the fragility of life.
Earlier this week I saw a faded male Twelve-spotted Skimmer dragonfly (Libellula pulchella) that put me in a pensive mood, remembering how this boldly-patterned species really stood out in the spring. Now he has has almost become a part of the background, less notable, less distinctive, less likely to attract attention.
How many of us are like that? Our society worships youthful beauty and older people are often pushed out of the spotlight in favor of unblemished youths. It’s nice to have memories of the way we were, remembering our youthful beauty and capabilities, but I think it’s important to celebrate who we are and who we are becoming.
So here’s a look at that male Twelve-spotted Skimmer and a female Twelve-Spotted Skimmer that I observed last week. Wouldn’t you agree that they are still beautiful despite (or perhaps because of) their senior citizen status.
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Mike Powell 
I go through those same mood changes as the season passes from summer to fall; I become a bit more introspective, a bit more thoughtful…Gorgeous images, love the amazing detail.
Well expressed in words and photos….
I like the photos, and I like the narrative text, but please, please, please NEVER channel Barbara Streisand again, Mike! 😉
“Because of” their advanced status is by far the best way to appreciate those of us (we are, after all, all in the same boat) who are hanging on to what we have. Lovely post, Mike!
You got some great shots of the old timer. He might be going gray but he’s still worth a look.