The riverbanks profuse with flowers — hot pink rosebay willow herb, bright white umbellifers and too many yellow species to count.
The wild carrot and cow parsley alive with insects, the thin vivid red of soldier beetles, the rigid black of flies that move their wings to reveal lemon yellow bodies, the tiny irridescent black beetles that gather in groups.
A strange lack of birds, explained by the call of a sparrowhawk.
a dragonfly black
against the sky
by Juliet Wilson