Hoverating
I was raging to go out in search of dragons today, and had several potentially good sites in mind, but the weather forecasts for all of them suggested that if I went I had around a 30% chance of being … Continued
I was raging to go out in search of dragons today, and had several potentially good sites in mind, but the weather forecasts for all of them suggested that if I went I had around a 30% chance of being … Continued
The alliums are out, and seem to be permanently covered with a little gang of first-brood Bombus pratorum males, feeding competitively. These little bumblebees are so fast, skittish, and erratic that I find them hard to photograph even on a … Continued
“Zzzzz,” said Baby B as we walked out into the garden, jiggling his hand up and down to indicate the flight of a bee. “OK, ” I said, “we can look for a bee. But I don’t think we’re going … Continued
The Worcestershire recorder for the British Dragonfly Association organised an Odonata walk at Ripple Pits this morning, and I went along for the fun of it even though I ‘did’ Ripple yesterday (and even though there was plenty of stuff … Continued
It’s always amused me when hoverfly recorders use the word “hoverating” to describe going out and rummaging about in search of hoverflies, and I’m sure they won’t mind me adapting the term to describe the two hours I spent on … Continued
I took the cameras and went on an invert hunt around the village this morning, so that R could do some recording without the risk of me absent-mindedly slamming a door or something, and ruining his work. By far my … Continued
Speckled bush crickets are pretty strange little beasts even as adults, but the nymphs are so bizarre I find it hard to believe they’re real, even when I’ve got one cowering in front of me, wondering if I’m about to … Continued