The sun was out at lunch. A tiger swallowtail finally slowed enough for the camera. There was another hummer chase and the winner clucked loudly about it. A gray hairstreak visited the mint. Skinks slipped into their favorite crack in the lower patio. I found the dragonfly nymph but it was about four feet down and the photos are just blurs. The a gust ruffled the surface and filled it with leaves, and possibly lunch for the nymph. If not insects blown into the water, I wonder what it is living on? What lurks in the depths?
There was a little drizzle in the afternoon and it never got hot. K called me to come see a dragonfly on the patio. This time it was a common whitetail male and not yesterday's widow skimmer. And it was not dead. But as I tried to follow it, I became aware of a large bird near the fence. Hawk! It plunged into the azaleas but I don't know whether it got dinner. All the birds went very quiet for about ten minutes, except for a hummer that cussed at me. Then cardinals and a brown thrasher resumed life. And mosquitoes found me. 
Sunset was golden but the sky was mostly cloudy still.

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