“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.”
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.
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.
Tell about it.”
– Mary Oliver