So like, you’re sitting on your back porch watching dragonflies wizz to and fro, and then more and more dragonflies come, and then more, and still more. And then a few of the dragonflies fly away, and the rest of the dragonflies all perch in a huge group, hundreds, thousands of dragonflies–blue, green, red, purple–all looking in the same direction. And then the few dragonflies that left come back, in formation, and fly very low turning in a unit barrel roll over the crowd of dragonflies who gasp and keep their compound eyes fixed on the flyover formation. And this goes on for a few minutes. And then four hummingbirds fly at the crowd from different directions, and just before they all collide, all the hummingbirds veer straight up and fly up, up, up until they are out of sight. And then a vulture, neck fully extended, glides in fast and low over the crowd and at the last minute tips backward and almost stops in mid-air directly over the dragonflies, and then recovers and flaps off…
wouldn’t that be great?