Actual entomologists often trap their subject specimens. Some dragonflies can’t be identified unless they’re in the hand. Others rarely stop moving. (Red meadowhawks, I’m thinking of you.)
Not that “capturing” a dragonfly by camera is easy. The swaying reed, the moving camera, the photographer’s crappy eyesight…
When I spot a dragonfly I don’t think I’ve seen before, my heart starts racing. Which is unfortunate in dragonfly season, already hot enough as it is. These were definitely unfamiliar. Nice of them to perch, too!
These are all Seaside Dragonlets (Erythrodiplax berenice). The darks ones are male, the yellow female.
Look at this patterning!
I think this is a variation on the female.
Females further south don’t have as much spotting on the wings.
It turns out I’ve seen the females before, on Plumb Beach, which is not far from where I saw these at Marine Park. That first time was under quite different light conditions, though. The jumping yellow here wasn’t imprinted on my eyes the first time.
This species is unusual: they lay their eggs in salt water, so look for them around salt marshes.
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Paine: “Let them call me rebel and welcome, I feel no concern from it; but I should suffer the misery of devils, were I to make a whore of my soul by swearing allegiance to one whose character is that of a sottish, stupid, stubborn, worthless, brutish man.”
Great photos! I don’t think I have seen any where the wings are blown like that.
And great quote! My price for betraying my ethics and morals is obviously way more than politicians.
Good job. So hard to photograph. Thanks for the information.