Triple digits

The thermometer read 100 at lunch.  

When I finally got outside in the late afternoon, the temperature had dropped back to 95 and cumulus clouds were transforming into overcast.  I saw one high flying dragonfly against the clouds.  Wind gusts from the West whipped trees to such an extent I wondered if it was wise to be underneath.  But surprisingly little fell. I guess previous windy days had cleaned out the loose stuff. The usual beetles and gnat-like pests were floating in the pool.  In the skimmer basket I found a mole cricket, Neocurtilla hexadactyla.  I figured it for a corpse but saved it for photos.  About an hour later it began crawling so I put it in the mulch.