I was hiding from the sun sitting on the ledge of this window when I noticed something moving behind me.
I have no idea how it got there it's incredibly out of place. Trapped. Even if it found a way past the shelves how would it find the door if it's open and fly out.
I remember when I was tree planting in northern Ontario years ago the Dragonflys were our best friends. They were like fearless warriors hunting mosquito's; they would dive bomb our faces catching mosquito's and pulling a quick 180 while winking with their many eyes then flying off out of site to chow down.
Bugs are my kryptonite but any bugs that eat bugs that eat me are just fine.