Beautiful
This afternoon I made my third trip of the week to the short stretch of the River Avon that runs through the Heart of England Forest at Barton, and spotted my first few Beautiful Demoiselles of the season. They were … Continued
Distaff side
A series of storms yesterday evening caused some flash flooding locally, and today we had to suffer the consequences: our wild garden was impassable in anything other than wellingtons, and the walk from the car park at Barton to the … Continued
Demoiselle delight
I think there’s something luscious about a very fresh demoiselle, when the wings are still perfect, and soft enough to be reflective. I find it quite hard to think of them as the common British species they are, because they … Continued
Flying solo
“Would you like to go to Forest Farm?” I asked the Boy Wonder. “In a minute,” he replied, carrying on building his bricks into a rocket. A little later: “Shall we go to Forest Farm now?” said R. “No,” was … Continued
