Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts

Sunday, 30 September 2012

Indian Summer

It came, it went. We had one beautiful day of September sunshine yesterday and it was heavenly. A single world-weary small tortoisehell spent all day in the sun on the iceplant and there was a comma on the ivy that covers the old apple tree.
Comma (Photo: Tim Bekaert, Wiki Commons)
The comma had that mint condition new look about it as though it only just emerged. In the bright sunshine it looked so vividly orange that I decided I needed to take a photo, but of course by the time I had camera, memory card and batteries there was no sign of it.
It did get me to spend some time looking at the ivy and the dozens of flies of all kinds that were buzzing around the flowers on the sun-warmed side of the tree. There were so many of them that it really underlined what an important part late-blooming ivy plays at this end of the year.
I also had a look at my 'followed tree' for the first in a while. With hindsight it wasn't a good choice because you have to sight your way through nettles to get to it.
Hidden away in the vegetation the cut end of ash looks more than ever like the head of some sort of animal to me. The minotaur, maybe.
It's leaves are still mostly green, but they are starting to show signs of change. Brown spots are forming and leaf edges are curling.
And throughout the day there were swallows feeding over the valley. When I went into the garage after dark there was no sign of the last lonely fledgling that has been roosting on its own in there for a week or more - hopefully it joined up with the others and is now on it's way south.
 

Monday, 24 September 2012

Leaf watch 2

Photo: Holly Rollins

Everything seems to be changing here just now. On Saturday the sun brought out a few small tortoiseshells and they spent the afternoon on the iceplants, but they moved as though they were in slow motion.
Our cherry tree is shedding leaves and there are more yellows and browns in the hedge. Last night there was just one swallow roosting in the garage and with the weather getting stormy I worry that it has lost its opportunity; I wonder why it stayed behind when its siblings moved south?