Finding safety in the thorns!

I found this khaki colored damselfly seeking shelter from the wind in the protection of a rolled leaf of the New Mexico thistle. Trick is to avoid the thorns.

I was somehow hearing Bod Seger wailing his great words from “Against the Wind”

And the years rolled slowly past
And I found myself alone
Surrounded bv strangers I thought were my friends
I found myself further and further from my home
And I guess I lost my way
There were oh so many roads
I was living to run and running to live
Never worried about paying or even how much I owed
Moving eight miles a minute for months at a time
Breaking all of the rules that would bend
I began to find myself searchin’
Searching for shelter again and again
Against the wind
A little something against the wind
I found myself seeking shelter against the wind

Well those drifters days are past me now
I’ve got so much more to think about
Deadlines and commitments
What to leave in, what to leave out

Against the wind
I’m still runnin’ against the wind
Well I’m older now and still
Against the wind.

You can only run so far against the wind on your journey†††nada te turbe†††jim