In fact, they ought to rename this small water plant "frog weed," since the frogs find it the perfect cover. We heard one bullfrog, but it looks like most were green frogs instead. You can tell a green from from a bullfrog by the raised tympanum behind their eyes. I never noticed before how solemn all frogs look.
Listen to the song of the frog in yonder pond, krick, krick, krickety krick, Br-ump! Sounds a bit like a concert of rubber band players! The female Common Whitetail dragonfly does not have a white tail at all, which doesn't surprise us a bit.
You have to count fast to see how many spots this Twelve-spotted Skimmer has before he flits away.
Even the Red-eared Slider is covered with duck weed when he climbs out on a log for a little sunning before dark.
Great Spangled Fritillaries "frit" from flower to flower in the still, humid afternoon.
As we return to the parking lot, we overhear these Bluebird parents discussing who's turn it is to feed the children this time.