On the way back, I discovered treasure; a temporary pond swarming with ephemeral life. I'll post photos and info tomorrow.
And, while I stood at the edge of the pond, a yellow jacket dropped in to get a drink:
|One quick sip, and he was on his way. Busy, busy.|
|I caught this hover fly in the air as he zipped by. His wings are those pale blurs on either side. Hurry, hurry!|
And the four-spotted skimmer was much in evidence, speeding past me every few minutes, never close enough, never pausing even for a second, so I could get a photo. Rush, Rush! Time's a wasting!