That's all I had before work. I drove to Lake Cheston, got out of the car, walked briskly down to the dam, and immediately saw a Common Checkered Skipper and a Variegated Fritillary. I walked three more paces and there she was: a single Autumn Meadowhawk, sunning.
Two freezes, several cold nights, and still a dragonfly. I continue to be impressed.
The fat lady hasn't sung yet.
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