I hate to moan, as you know, but it’s not really feeling much like high summer at the moment. Today was cold, windy, and largely wet, with a distinctly autumnal atmosphere, and after bowling around the garden for fifteen minutes … Continued
It was a steamy 27 degrees at Paxton Pits in Cambridgeshire this afternoon, and I was carrying a lot of gear. When I spotted this Cinnabar moth, resting on a nettle leaf above a stream, in the shade of some … Continued