We watched as a dragonfly lava climbed from the pond up to the underside of a lily pad leaf. It split it’s case and a pale ghost of a dragonfly hung out … dangling down to the water. After half an hour in one swift movement it escaped its prison and hung correct way up; wings crumpled. Over the next half hour the wings expanded and dried moving from vertical to horizontal. The emerged insect now quivered in the heat of the day and suddenly took flight.