In the morning a brown thrasher visited. A bluebird investigated the blue dish and found a tidbit. The furnace heat returned. I was tabling again, this time mid afternoon on a hilltop. Fortunately we had a tent. An ambulance came for someone a few tents away. Thunderheads crowded the horizon, but nothing happened before I left. The car thermometer crept up to 100 on the way home.
K said I looked bedraggled. I got into the water and soon felt better. And I rescued a damselfly. It perched on my finger and used its long abdomen to unstick its wet wings. Then it flew. A beetle I rescued also flew away. Other rescuees may not have made it. There were more beetles, flying ants or sweat bees, and of course spiders. A blue dasher kept watch from a low perch. As I sat to drip off, I was attacked by a Tabanid fly, a deer fly, I think, as I didn't see green eyes. So I dashed dripping indoors. Not too long after that, we had a short rain shower.
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