“I wait every year for summer, and it’s usually good, but it is never as good as that summer I am always waiting for.” –Martha Gellhorn
This morning a speeding red figure zoomed back and forth through our garden. One of nature’s most ancient flycatchers was on the hunt. It was a flame skimmer, over two inches long and a wing-span of nearly five inches. This dragonfly is found mostly around fresh water. His latin moniker is less impressive than “flame skimmer;” it’s Libellula saturata.
Red-breasted Nuthatch above. Tree squirrel cruising for seeds in our garden.