freaky... seriously freaky...

okay, so yesterday i wrote about the beautiful red dragonfly i spotted while standing in line near a hedge. it was this perfect little moment, and one that hung with me.

well, today, i saw dragonflies everywhere.

there were several of them around roy thomson hall, including another red one and one that was such a blindingly pretty shade of bright green that it practically glowed. they were flying around the water/fountain area, buzzing around trees and catching the sunlight on their wings. that was just before noon.

then, a couple of hours later, i was standing in line (again) in the heart of downtown, along yonge street where “nature” is rather sparse, and there they were again.

one actually landed on the shoulder of the woman standing behind me (who was reading and didn’t notice it) and sat there for a minute before being carried off on a breeze.

another one landed – no joke – right smack in the middle the magazine the chap in front of me was reading just as he was turning a page, so he didn’t see his dragonfly either and actually turned the page on top of it. then, a moment later, another one (or maybe it was the same one that had somehow escaped) landed on his magazine and he shooed it off.

i should point out that i rarely see dragonflies, period. and, when i do, it’s almost always out in the ‘burbs when i’m visiting YB or my parents. almost never downtown.

yet, within the past 24 hours, they’ve flown about me multiple times in the most unlikely of places.

and i spent the rest of the day wondering: what could this possibly mean? is it just a natural phenomenon, like that year the city was covered in ladybugs? is it a weird coincidence?

or it a sign of some sort?

when i got home, i googled and found this, which i think is very telling and oddly fitting. thanks, universe.

and, even if that has nothing to do with why dragonflies seem to be omnipresent in my world at the moment, i don’t care. because i still think they're kind of magical.