It's hot. 100 degrees with a heat index of 112. This katydid (formerly known as a praying mantis,still missing its hind leg) has been hanging out on top of the lily pads in my rain barrel. It's doing okay. Unfortunately, the koi haven't. We have lost five today. This Dragon Summer (my year!) has been brutal on the wildlife, the flowers, the trees. In a few weeks I'll be four in Dragon Years. I started running, maybe trying to turn back the decades to Dragon Year 2, or even 1. Who runs in this weather?! Crazy dragons, I guess. They say that Dragon Years are lucky. I'm beginning to wonder. The last horrible heat spell, 1988, Tom's birth year, was a Dragon Year, too.