Watch wildlife long enough, and you pretty quickly lose any illusions you had of nature being harmonious or in any sense just.
Last weekend there was a brief but torrential downpour, and any odonates (dragonflies or damselflies) that were moulting at the time, and thus still soft-bodied, were either killed or injured. Many survived but with crumpled wings, legs, or abdomens. They won’t be able to fly, and now they’re sitting on the edges of my enclosures, starving to death.
This is one of the more intact dragonflies—one hindwing didn’t open, one forewing is bent, and you can’t see it from this angle, but there’s also a scratch on her left eye. I’ve identified her as a blue-eyed darner (Aeshna multicolor) based on the two straight-edged, diagonal, unbordered stripes on her thorax. (Only the males of this species have blue eyes—I have yet to spot one.)