For awhile today at Steilacoom I almost felt I was a child again, sitting by the banks of Lake Washington fascinated by dragonflies and frogs, though I resisted wading hip deep in the water because I remembered how mad that made mother, and the water was really-really green looking.
Of course, I think in those days I thought all dragonflies were the same, and now that I’m older and much smarter I realize I don’t know what half of the dragonflies are.
But here’s my favorite, a Blue-Eyed Darner,
a Common Whitetail,
a Cardinal Meadowhawk,
and this unidentified Damselfly
and here’s a big bullfrog that seemed irritated that I had interrupted his hunting. He’s just lucky that I wasn’t taking pictures with my childhood friend, because his family considered frog legs a great delicacy,
though I could never bring myself to taste them.