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I was on the walk today when I was accosted. Indy couldn't help me in this instance - my assailant was a dragonfly. I'd been watching them. They would come up to a blade of grass and then bump it. Don't know if they are trying to shake loose some prey or just doing a male dominance thing. One flew up, looked at me, and bumped me in the chest. A little disconcerting since the dragonfly stood (hovered) his ground as if daring me to take a step forward. A true David and Goliath show-down and I was cast as the bad guy. Fortunately, dragonflies don't seem to have a long attention span and he flew off suddenly. Confrontation avoided.
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