Dragonating
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
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
A dreary morning gave way to a better (though patchy) afternoon, at which point R and I took ourselves off to Stratford for errands, cake, and a river walk. I was very happy to find at least twenty Banded Demoiselles … Continued
R and I had a good day with the Boy Wonder today, though there were times when his insistence on being given something he couldn’t adequately describe or indicate, and his frustration at the grandparental failure to read his arm … Continued