The beautiful (but dying) male brown hawker dragonfly that moy woyf and boy brought in off the road for me to identify yesterday sadly died overnight, outside on the sunflower stem.
So I thought I'd bring it in and take two more close-up photos of this beastie, before lobbing it onto the compost heap and thus returning it to the earth. Maybe in fact, I should lob it back into the pond - at least then it'd be returning to its home of a couple of years, before it grew wings and terrorised the skies above the pond.
Not the best photos I've ever taken (taken in a hurry with my old bridge camera) but at least you can see the bronze hue to the wings now (this is the colour that gives this dragonfly its "brown" name, even if I think "bronze" might be better) and the blue in its eyes.
A lovely wee beastie, now being taken apart (I expect) by ants in the garden.