I have previously remarked upon my personal foible of giving a probably inordinate amount of power to the presence of dragon flies. Not the ones that buzz off at rocket speed, but rather the ones that buzz about you in a busy body sort of way. Not like a yellow jacket or mosquito, but rather like a creature trying to awaken you to something right before your oblivious nose. Ok, this is admittedly fanciful and wishful…but, so be it. It has proven itself to me time and again. So, Tony takes the pic of the dragon fly atop his can of chew. Need I say more? Lost upon Tony was the obvious admonition.
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