Walking through the green of the woods and crossing the paths of other creation, I always am intrigued by the wanderings of the dragonfly. They're a friendly sort of creature, you know. I remember thinking when I was such a little girl, how frightening these were with their long, 'needle-like', tail-ends. Being told that they'd sew you up with those needles of theirs was surely a thought to keep me running far away from them.
Funny, so many things as an adult, we long for when we think on back to childhood. Like the freedom to explore a green world with the mind of child and think of little holes in the tree's as being doorways for elf. How about the mushrooom's found on a woodland floor? Oh, yes. They, too, have a purpose for the bugs or, even the fairies.