I have a fondness for dragonflies -- they eat mosquitoes, you know -- but I'd never, ever seen one nab a butterfly.
He (or she) stayed put as I got closer and closer . . .
It was fascinating; two beautiful insects . . . The dragon fly, a sinister high-tech helicopter, the butterfly, a hapless damsel . . .
Exquisite colors and patterns caught up in macabre dance of death.