The Dragonfly

I've been saying my Dragonfly is fearless. Or curious. Or both. 

He buzzes me in the back yard. He greets me in the front yard. He poses for me long minutes at a time as I fumble with cameras and phones until I get one of them to allow me to take really close photos of him. 

Even after I disturb him enough to buzz away, he returns within a minute or two.

As a result I've claimed he's fearless, or at least curious.

Well, here's a photo to prove it.
 
Sort of.

If you don't look too closely. 

It almost looks like the Dragonfly is resting on the end of my pointer finger. In reality, he's sitting on one of the stalks of my smaller red yucca.  My finger is actually touching the underside of the stalk, not the Dragonfly.  But it does make for an interesting photo.

When I tired to get the Dragonfly to step onto my finger, he flew away--but he returned to the stalk before I had taken the 10 steps  to my SUV driverside door.

Fearless? Curious? Pure dumb luck? Coincidence? Something else? 

I'll leave it to you to decide.

But I'm considering names that imply courage and curiosity.