Michaelmas hoverfly
I debated with myself for some time this evening over which of these two photos to feature. The extra, taken with flash in the darkest corner of the wild garden, is much better-focused than the main image, but in the … Continued
I debated with myself for some time this evening over which of these two photos to feature. The extra, taken with flash in the darkest corner of the wild garden, is much better-focused than the main image, but in the … Continued
It’s unusual for me to be photographing Migrant Hawkers and incoming tufted ducks in Stratford on the same day, but that’s what happened this morning: a small, mobile, and twitchy flock of nine tufties was exploring the area between the … Continued
When I reached the lake at Croome this afternoon there was a chap standing on the bridge, peering down onto a patch of reeds at the junction with the river. As I approached, he produced a small camera from a … Continued
Mate, no – you don’t want to be… Look, it’s not a good idea… No, really – wait, no – but… Look, just stop, woman, would you?? Go and do it SOMEWHERE ELSE!! I was happy and relieved to see … Continued
This is probably my favourite hoverfly – which is unfortunate, because I’m definitely not her favourite photographer. Unrequited love is such a drag. Given their spectacular looks, Volucella zonaria should be used to getting lots of attention, but they absolutely … Continued
I thought I’d been clever and careful enough to escape it – but no. In the small hours of this morning, Baby B’s virus caught up with me. With a vengeance. I can only apologise if I gave it to … Continued