With slightly cooler temperatures, I spent some time next to the Bitterroot River in the company of multitudes of dragonflies and damselflies. They provide some extreme identification challenges, and heck, they are just plain cool to observe.
The early noon yawns I shake off my dreams
Dreamt I was a dragonfly lying by a stream
But skin and bone awoke to my world of make-believe
When I know I was a dragonfly dreaming that he’s me