Dragonflies and Bonfires

I love this time of the year. There is something about the cold and quality of the light that makes everything take on a quiet, mystic beauty.

Last night we had a gathering at our house, and there was a beautiful moment when I was sitting by the fire (we had a sitting-room area set up outside and under a tarp due to the rain). A dragonfly landed on my friend's finger. It sat there, perched, illuminated by the light of the fire and by the shaded lamp we had set up. It was only there a moment and then landed inside the lamp. It stayed there for most of the night, staring at the light-bulb.