Ebony Jewelwing

Dear One,

We are in the midst of a serious drought, here, in the Piedmont of North Carolina. Water conservation measures are currently in effect, as rain, whenever forecasted, seems to dry up before it can reach our parched ground. Despite the alarmingly low levels of the creeks, I still notice a good number of dragonflies, turtles, and tiny toadlets (young toads!) along the trails this weekend. Their calm perseverance brings a sense of peace that one can’t help but absorb, and I am grateful.

So as we wait for rain, here is a small poem written in appreciation for one of the most graceful, curious and friendly insects of our forest: the Ebony Jewelwing. I love the playful and effortless way they lift off!

This video was made using the slow-motion setting on my old phone camera. It’s fun to observe ants, bees, and all sorts of insects this way. Give it a try and see.

xo Ann

Ebony Jewelwing

Do you know your attention
is a catalyst? It’s like the force
of gravity in reverse.
A translucent gaze
is the engine of this love.
Just open your eyes
and be lifted.

—Microseason Nº 29

Calopteryx maculata, Johnston Mill Nature Preserve