One of the "inconvenient truths" I discovered during my long recovery from heart surgery is that all of those daily walks to document the natural history of the millpond and surround neighborhood might have been a boon to my aging brain but they weren't strenuous enough to stave off cardiac issues. So, somewhat reluctantly, I now walk more and harder, but I, alas, see less... at least to start. My reward for pushing my heart to target on the front end is a more head-healthy exploration at the near-end of the return trip, and, as I scurried across the millpond dam, my heart rate now below my 110 to 130 beats per minute target, I spotted this unexpected odonate: a beautiful and ferocious female Dragonhunter. There was a male cruising the shallows of the stream, too, but he wasn't interested in stopping for a photo op. He had other business: perhaps hunting, perhaps mating... probably both. She, on the other hand, was occasionally taking it easy, and the result was a nice portrait, captured by my now-ancient Fuji 3800 semi-super-telephoto, of the latest flying Hagenius "dragon" I've ever recorded in my notebook.