Dragonflies

The air is filled with dragonflies. I can see them flying at tree-level above the street between our condo building and the one opposite. It has been raining, so surely the mosquitoes have hatched, and the dragonflies have good eating.

Yet I haven't seen or heard a single little sucker. Granted, for the past three weeks, I have been inside, hobbling along with my walker. Still, I'd have bet that one or two would have gotten inside the screen on our balcony. Maybe even laid eggs in William's water bowl as they did at our house. Occasionally a larva would hatch, and the adult mosquito would be buzzing around in the auto-fill tank on the back of the bowl.

Other than a few blue jays and doves plus iguanas, the dragonflies are about the only fauna I've seen in the village. I have heard a woodpecker, but I am amazed how sterile this place is. Palm trees and grass do not support much wildlife. Thank goodness for the state park at the end of the island. Even Crandon Park is fairly bereft of native birds. Too much asphalt parking lot and golf course. I hope it gets better when migration starts.

At the Marlins Game  

My pelvis is healing, of course slower than I'd like. Sleeping is getting easier because I can be on my side for a few minutes which is a great improvement. I can drive, however I can't walk very far even with the walker, so no grocery shopping for me.  Last week I could barely sit; this week I was able to go to a Marlins game with Grant and a friend. Like the doctor said, I'm better every day.

This episode has reinforced my decision that any place we move to has to be ADA-compliant. If one of us were in a wheelchair, we could not get into this apartment, with its step-up from the parking lot to the lobby and elevator and again into our apartment. Four inches isn't much but it is a barrier.

In the meantime, I sit and watch iguanas and dragonflies.