First damselfly

I have been looking for damselflies, those more-slender cousins of dragonflies, for about a week, and this morning, the start of a very warm day, I finally found my quarry as it danced along the edge of the millpond in an area that has always been a Zygoptera magnet. On a macro level, it's always easy to tell the dragons from the damsels, which are smaller, daintier, and hold their wings parallel to the abdomen, as opposed to the larger, sturdier Anisopterans, which hold their wings are a right angle to the body. (The damselflies called Spreadwings are something of an intermediate, since they hold their wings at a 45 degree spread from the abdomen.) In any event, my discovery marks the start of the damsel season, and this guy has kicked off things in fine fashion by capturing dinner: an unfortunate Whirligig Beetle. It also marks the start of the Zygopteran Resolution Season, in which, with any luck, the author of the resolution will finally make inroads into mastering damselfly identification.