one of these two is a voracious and deadly predator, and the other is a placid-looking, if dashingly striped beach stone. here’s what i like to imagine about these two. that the dead damselfly, whose life was so filled with darting and tense scoping out of elusive prey, is still, and carefree and at peace. and the stone, which may not have moved for years and possibly decades, has its muscles tensed in dynamic resistance against the relentless efforts of gravity to pull it into the center of the earth. the damselfly is quite placid. and the stone is completely stressed out.
striped beach rock with damselfly