This Southern Hawker dragonfly was seen on my poor old apple tree yesterday. In my head the tree is espaliered along the wall, casting elegant morning shadows. In truth, it has been constantly afflicted with woolly apple aphid. I read on the web that it is ‘a melancholy fact that the apple is attacked by a wide range of pests and diseases…’
Melancholy fact indeed. Still the dragonfly seemed not to mind. From its markings I have deduced it was a female; probably sizing up the wood as a place to ‘oviposit’ (lay eggs). When I tried to change the angle of the shot (less leaf, more sky) she took exception and departed.