I took my first swim of the season on June 1 in Acadia National Park. It was a hot day, and even though Maine ponds stay quite cool until July, the water in the Bowl after climbing the rugged Beehive trail, with its rungs and ladders, was glorious.
When I climbed out of the water, however, I saw a huge, drenched, seemingly dead dragonfly. But then I saw one of her* legs move a tiny bit, and so I gently slid my finger under her body and lifted her up. She was alive. Barely. Her four wings seemed glued together. Slowly and carefully my husband and I separated her wings. They weren’t in great shape, but they were serviceable. Then I waited as she dried off (and as my husband took the accompanying photos of this amazing creature).
When it was time to go, I placed the dragonfly on a branch away from the pond where she could continue recuperating and remain camouflaged from birds looking for a tasty meal.
I felt great.
Saving a life, even one as seemingly inconsequential as a dragonfly’s, feels good.
Being kind makes one’s heart sing. Giving to others–even in the smallest ways–brings joy. So go do something kind today, and then if you’re inspired to do so, share your experience. I’d love to hear about what you did and how you felt.
* I cannot distinguish male from female dragonflies, so for the sake of ease of writing, I’ve used “she” instead of “he or she.”