Playing dead
It was a brilliantly sunny, though very cold, day, and I knew it was likely that the owls would be flying this afternoon. But still tired after yesterday’s trip to Cardiff, and with a weekend’s Boy-sitting to come, I talked … Continued
It was a brilliantly sunny, though very cold, day, and I knew it was likely that the owls would be flying this afternoon. But still tired after yesterday’s trip to Cardiff, and with a weekend’s Boy-sitting to come, I talked … Continued
The Boy Wonder and his mother are visiting R and me for twenty four hours. He arrived with his own vacuum cleaner – a toy Henry that was a very recent gift from one of L’s best friends (and Best … Continued
I made a lightning macro raid on the garden this morning, before R and I set off to collect the Boy Wonder and bring him home for the weekend. The weather was threatening, so a lot of invertebrates were staying … Continued
“What are you going to do for your nine-year thingy?” enquired R yesterday. “Oh, bugger,” I said. “I’d completely forgotten.” And then, “I’m going to go to Trench Wood, and find nine interesting invertebrates.” Several things occur to me about … Continued
It seems to have been an especially good year in our garden for 22-spot ladybirds: a single tap on a small section of one of the honeysuckles this afternoon dislodged four into my net. I carefully replaced them, one at … Continued
I find 10-spot ladybirds in my garden regularly but infrequently, though I don’t always recognise them immediately. The ones I see here tend to look like small, pale harlequins, and a few years ago I recorded one as such, but … Continued