Love is forever…One woman’s journey with grief

On the edge of our parking lot at work is a small percolation pond, a concession made when the office building was built next to a wash. Why that concession was significant, I do not know, but it’s not important to this anecdote. Because it’s been pretty full for the last month or so due to the monsoon, it has attracted, or maybe helped create, a considerable and varied population of dragonflies. Friday morning as I pulled into the spot closest to the percolation pond, I noticed a pair of them, flying in tandem, getting their buggy swerve on while aloft. I grew up seeing dragonflies because I lived in places with lots of water, but I don’t see them much here in the desert. Indeed, even in monsoons past, I don’t remember seeing them, and certainly not in great numbers. But this year, I’ve seen lots of them.