Bluet
Today was the worst kind of summer day – searingly hot, with a desiccating wind, which neither the inverts not I could tolerate for long. And yes, I know I shouldn’t complain, but it felt like a wasted day, and … Continued
A run of late nights, followed by a day spent managing a not-very-well baby, left me severely over-tired, so today got off to a slow and grumpy start. By noon though, the feeling was growing on me that a dragon … Continued
R and I were in Cardiff again today, where poor Baby B was suffering from a combination of an emergent molar and this week’s nursery virus – or maybe that should be last week’s, because L and I both seem … 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
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