June 13: The first passion flower blooms along a vine tangled in grass at Lake Cheston. Like a geode which, when cracked, reveals crystals inside, the little flower begins humbly as an unremarkable hairy pod, but when its lips part, a chorus sings.
June 15: Kismet: copper-burnished beetle balanced on orange leaf.
June 16. Home after a movie at Boo's, I find a visitor waiting on the front door: a Clymene Moth just like the one I had seen a week earlier in the weeds near Cheston's sandy beach. What a welcome home!
June 17. Blue-plate special: three treats served up in small bites. A Wheel Bug nymph lounges along a limb, for all the world more glamorous model than heartless assassin.
A Red-banded Hairstreak warms himself.
The shore sports weeds cheering on the morning sun.
June 18. A first last look at Farm Pond, soon to be subsumed by the expanding Equestrian Center pastures. I shall miss the little gem where Halloween Pennants fly.
June 19th's Lagniappe: Two boys on the prowl: the Double-ringed Pennant and the one-inch Little Blue Dragonlet. I hope they got lucky!
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