Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Aunt Ollie's pond featured a profusion of pretty flowers reeds, birds, bees, wasps, and yellow jackets. But what I most recall as a small child were the big colored dragonflies, lords of the location, whose sheen yet captures my stare.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dragonfly