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Det var rørende å stikke linsa ned i gresset og se hvordan en gjeng maur forsøkte å få en øyenstikker som hadde styrtet opp og på vingene igjen. Tror jeg at det var de holdt på med, i hvert fall. Maur er jo naturens mekanikere, som alle vet.
I pointed my camera lens down into the grass, and I was pleased to discover how a group of ant mechanics were hard at work trying to fix a dragonfly that had crashed. At least, that's what I prefer to imagine they were doing.