Simple Curiosity (or Another Easter Miscellany)


“It is very simple to be happy, but it is very difficult to be simple.”

Rabindranath Tagore


Heald Brow primroses.


Heald Brow Cows. (Belted Galloway?)


“The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.”

–Ellen Parr


I think this might be the caterpillar of the Lesser Yellow Underwing Moth. It was in our garden. I’m not aware that I’ve ever seen an adult moth of that species in our garden, I shall have to keep my eyes peeled.


This is the Green Hairstreak butterfly in Eaves Wood which I mentioned in my recent post about Whitbarrow.


A high tide at The Cove. Grange has almost disappeared in the haze – it was warming up again.


On a visit to Lambert’s Meadow I saw loads of Peacock butterflies. Last summer, I was a bit concerned about how few of them visited our garden, so I was doubly delighted to see so many.


There were Brimstones about too, but they wouldn’t settle for a photo.







At Myer’s Allotment there were several piles of felled logs. They all seemed to have attracted vast numbers of flies…


…I think they might be Lesser House flies.




I was rather taken by these tiny flowers, growing on an Ant mound at Myer’s Allotment. It’s taken me a while to identify them, but I’m pretty sure that this is Rue Leaved Saxifrage.


The small three-lobed leaves and striking red stems seem quite distinctive.

When I took this shot…


…I wasn’t actually after the Violets, but rather this bumblebee…


…which toured a large patch of Violets whilst I struggled to get a photo. Mostly, when I did have it in frame, I ended up with shots of it hanging upside down below the flowers  to feed…


It’s colours suggest that it’s probably an Early Bumblebee.


Leighton Moss from Myer’s Allotment.






Vespula vulgaris – the common wasp. A whopper. Apparently only queens fly in spring, seeking a site for a nest, so perhaps this was a queen on just such a quest.


New oak leaves.


Long purples – Early Purple Orchids.




I noticed several wild rose plants with new buds and leaves affected by some sort of orange growth – I assume that this is a ‘rust’, but have to confess that I’m decidedly clueless about precisely what rusts are.


Blackbird with worms on the fringes of Bank Well.


Bank Well.


Marsh Marigolds.

In amongst the reeds at Bank Well there was a Moorhen nest. Moorhens are very attractive birds, in my opinion, but their chicks are much less handsome. I took a few photos, but my camera struggled to focus on the birds because of the intervening reeds.


One final Peacock butterfly.


More new oak leaves, with flowers.

“Instructions for living a life.
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.”

– Mary Oliver

Simple Curiosity (or Another Easter Miscellany)

7 thoughts on “Simple Curiosity (or Another Easter Miscellany)

  1. Mark, your blog makes it ‘very simple to be happy’, with your ability to ‘pay attention, be astonished, and tell about it’. A delightful, wondrous post.

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      I’m always delighted when I encounter a quote which seems like it could form part of a manifesto for the blog. When I started the blog, back in 2008, I very much had in mind Richards Adams wonderful book ‘A Nature Diary’, which is very much about how much pleasure can be had by observing nature, the weather, the stars etc whilst out for a walk. To be happy by being curious and paying attention, and sharing all that with family and friends seems to me like a pretty good aspiration.

  2. “Instructions for living life…”

    I would add: LISTEN. So many people don’t. Conversation should be two ways. Everybody has a story to tell and the most unlikely people often have the best ones. Also I find when I write to a service provider with a problem they don’t respond to the specific problem and questions I have posed, rather they reply based on what THEY are thinking. Perhaps I’m just a grumpy old man?

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      I couldn’t say whether or not you’re a ‘grumpy old man’ Conrad, I suspect not, but I think you are absolutely right about listening. I have a habit of finishing other peoples sentences for them, which I need to fight against, but it’s so easy to only half listen to what others are saying and then make erroneous assumptions as a result. As a teacher, as a parent, as a friend, listening is probably just about the most important thing we can do.

  3. How to turn a short local wander into something much more. I think that’s the difference between you and me on walks. I yatter and ramble either to others unfortunate enough to be in range or just inside my own head. You seem able to notice all the bountiful flora and fauna around us.

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      I’m beginning to think I have three walking ‘modes’. Left to my own devices, I meander around, peering into holes and under logs and generally taking my time and lots of photos. Since I’ve had MapMyWalk, I’ve realised that I often cover very little ground this way. Sometimes, therefore, I have to hurry myself and try not to take too many photos, which is what I was doing for most of my Ingleborough and Whernside walk. At other times I do yatter, whether I’m in company or not, but especially when I’m in company. Sometimes, when I’m in one of the first two ‘modes’, I can finish a walk and find that I haven’t really thought about anything, apart from the things I’ve seen. I often wonder if that is what people mean when they harp on about mindfulness?
      I think the ratio of text in the post to text in the comments may have reached a record level for this blog!

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