the wing and the weed shadow

I opened the book (Soul Unearthed) and this delicate dragonfly? cicada? wing fell out.  I laid it on the page, grabbed my camera and snapped this shot.  A sweet morning shadow from the autumn grass lounged across the page next to the wing. 
I have been working so hard on my pendants.  A little side track from my usual photographing, printing and matting of images.  But as people started asking for them I had to make more.  They are simple and rustic and each one is unique.  I have been selling them quickly; I guess it is the season.  Earrings are next.
Who can tell me what the pendants are resting against??