Wet
You may be relieved to hear that I don’t have much to tell you today. It rained. I did processing and recorded some bugs. I listened to some podcasts. R and I made tiffin. I squelched round the garden and … Continued
I went looking for beautiful Demoiselles this morning, at the site where I took this photo last year, but all I got was extreme embarrassment and a severely bruised shin, from stepping on a manhole cover that tilted, sending me … Continued
After a truly awful night, the first half disturbed by the heat and the second half by a succession of thunderstorms, I crawled out of bed this morning feeling thoroughly out of sorts. My mood wasn’t helped by the political … Continued
It was going on for 8pm when I took this photo, by which time I was starting to wonder what I was going to be able to post today. It’s been such a hot day that there was virtually nothing … Continued
Me: “Well, look at you two! Those antennae look as though the ends have been dipped in ink, so you must be – “ Male Essex Skipper (huffily decoupling): “Having a private moment – or so we thought.” Me: “Soz … Continued
Yes, I know: it’s another Banded Demoiselle. But I only kept five photos from today, and three of them were of this handsome young chap. And pretty soon they’ll be gone, and then you’ll have months of me photographing my … Continued