People keep telling me that we haven’t had a summer this year. (They also often ask about where I’ve been to get my tan and seem rather incredulous when I say North Wales.)
But we seem to have spent quite a lot of time recently sitting in our garden in the sunshine. We haven’t been the only one enjoying our garden. One morning we opened our curtains to see a roe deer sat beside the kids’ swing. That evening it was back. And the following morning. We thought we had a new neighbour. The kids were excited. To be honest, I was excited too. I was reminded of the wonderful story of John Wyatt’s relationship with a young roe deer told in his book ‘The Shining Levels’.
But sadly, that was the last we saw of it.
Never mind, plenty more to see. Recently, there always seem to be 4 or 5 dragonflies quartering the space above the garden, and sometimes perching in the borders.
Lots of bees about too. This one seemed to like the montbretia every bit as much as I do.
This one stood out because of its gorgeous orange fur.
Because it’s dark, and because I’ve been reading about these things, I think that this is a native British honey bee rather than an imported New Zealand or Italian bee.
This is not a bee at all, but a hoverfly pretending to be a bumble.
Lots of spiders about too. I think that this is probably a garden spider, Araneus diadematus.
And this another one. Looks like it’s eating, or at least wrapping-up for the larder, another spider. Is it a female preying on a would-be suitor?
I suppose that this could be another garden spider, although the colours are very different.
Little S found this small shield bug and was thrilled with it.
Of course, it has been very wet this summer, and butterflies have not been anything like as plentiful in our garden as they usually are. I was very pleased then, when some sort of parliament of Lepidoptera seemed to be taking place.
Peacock, painted lady and small tortoiseshell butterflies.
Initially the peacock was very aggressive and kept driving off the larger painted lady, but eventually they all seemed to decide to tolerate each other.
This comma refused to join the conflab however, choosing to occupy an entirely different buddleia.
Back at work now. No more lazing around in the garden for me (sigh!).