I went for an early swim in order to be ready for a string of meetings. The bees finally noticed the butterfly milkweed. A buzzard circles in the hazy sky. I didn't see any dragonflies until a tandem pair of saddlebags flew slowly overhead. Other saddlebags gave chase. Blue dashers ignored the fuss. Later, a Needham's skimmer perched outside my window.
The thermometer peaked at 101°F, then clouds began to block the sun. About 2:30pm a thunderstorm let loose. Windows fogged in addition to the rain. But everything dried out surprisingly fast. The temperature came down into the 80s and the humidity rose into the 60s. A yellow crowned night heron hunted along the creek before and after the storm. Bubbles rose and made rings rings on the creek surface. I don't know if it's methane from decomposing vegetation or some kind of animal life.
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