It was a very hot day, so I waited till the sun wasn't hitting the patio any more before going outside. There were dragonflies and butterflies, bees and wasps, as usual. And I could hear cicadas. But suddenly, a strange creature ran past me across the concrete and dived into the pool. I scrambled to catch up before it was sucked into the skimmer. It was a mole cricket, only the second one I've ever seen, and the other was at Back Bay decades ago. I rescued it and made it wait till I had some pictures. Then it took off like an Olympic runner.
Blue dashers, a male widow skimmer, Carolina saddlebags, 12-spotted skimmers, and other skimmers with unmarked wings were all hunting. A buckeye fed on mint and a black swallowtail rested on a dogwood leaf. I found a drowned skinklet, also a drowned lacewing and a drowned metallic green bee. I left a Japanese beetle and a brown stinkbug to their fate but rescued an earwig and some other beetles. The Argiope had a fresh zigzag in its web. I startled a little katydid near the web, but it stayed away. 
An egret chased another off the dock. Hummers weren't happy with the feeder. Blue jays were around. I saw something flying very high that had a raptor look. The moon was nearly full.
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