Play time
The Black-headed Gulls are back on the Avon after what looks like a successful breeding season. There are more juveniles to adults than I think I’ve ever seen before, and having survived the tricky first few weeks and made it … Continued
Dragony day
There’s a small river called the Dene that crosses the Charlecote estate and flows into the Avon, and it’s usually an excellent spot to find dragonflies. But when R and I arrived this morning there was nothing to be seen, … Continued
Over-mature
Even I have to admit that this one is looking a bit past her best. “She is,” said R, whose favourite photo of the day this is, “but she still looks as though she was made by an Art Nouveau … Continued
Love in the afternoon
I’d been pootling around the reed beds at Lucy’s Mill in Stratford, seeking out dragonflies, while R was off doing actually useful things, and we’d just met up at the foot of the bridge on the south side of the … Continued
Golden girl
Every now and then someone posts a photo of a drab and battered, often uniformly brown damselfly or dragonfly to one of the Facebook groups and asks what it is, and receives in reply the name of the species, along … Continued
Counter-stroking
I was busy doing domestic stuff all morning, and it was early afternoon before I was able to get outside with the camera. It wasn’t an especially bright day, but it was fairly warm, and it seemed like a good … Continued
Successful
R and I had some shopping to do in Stratford this morning, in advance of a weekend visit from the Boy Wonder. I took the opportunity for a quick Odonata census at Lucy’s Mill, and found that while the Banded … Continued
