Butter-fly
“I need the long lens,” I said to R as I scuttled through the kitchen. “There’s a Brimstone on the perennial pea, and they get arsey if you just march up to them.” Which they do, very often, but in … Continued
“I need the long lens,” I said to R as I scuttled through the kitchen. “There’s a Brimstone on the perennial pea, and they get arsey if you just march up to them.” Which they do, very often, but in … Continued