Warm, humid, still – I thought everything would be out this morning. As it turned out, apart from a dragonfly that zoomed past at one point it was very quiet. I’m not sure that it’s possible to take an interesting photo of a whirligig beetle. While I was trying, a girl appeared at the stream with her whippet, Old English Sheepdog and a terrier. She clearly thought I was quite mad, as I gazed intently at apparently empty muddy water. I didn’t even try to explain.
