An early post of my Friday Fictioneers’ flash fiction:

As I peered through the viewfinder, it struck me that the damselfly had actually gone into retreat from flight. Perhaps for a kiss from the breeze or a sip of water; maybe a brief respite or some solitude with peaceful nature. I froze at that thought and for a silent moment, time stood still.

The caressing breeze; the soft sonata of the flowing stream; the melodious cacophony of bird calls; the gentle sway of windblown trees; everything peripheral disappeared. And while I captured this inert insect in the stillness of photography, I continued to reflect on the beauty of life.

Friday Fictioneers is a meme by Madison Woods.