A wee dander, as we say over here! A field of wild flowers and very wet grass, another treasure trove for nature. We were enjoying the wonderful sight of wild orchids standing tall and some even taller in the long grass. I think you will realise by now I love the long grass and when we slow down our pace and forget about racing around theres an ethereal beauty growing wild.
The sun glinted, when the showers stopped. Two tiny butterflies danced in the light, just to far away for our camera lens but that didn’t matter as spotting them made our dander worthwhile. The grass was long and my feet were WET, my clothes were WET, my hair was FRIZZY but as dad just said ‘hey, who cares?’
The sky became ominous and the familiar drip, drip, drops, changed our path back but little did we know the evening wasn’t over although my camera card had just announced full! Dad offered me his card but I was fine, I had my iPhone and there wouldn’t be any butterflies or damselflies, famous last words. I soon changed my mind and accepted the offer of dad’s card as my camera had the macro lens on it. I had glanced to the side and in the midst of long grass, tiny brown wings folded, a Meadow Brown asleep on the stem of the orchid. Please remember the value of wild flowers. Threatening rain or not, photographs had to be taken. Fading light wasn’t on our side but determination and love of the scene there was a bumped up ISO with some click, click, clicks. He was asleep and would remain there for the night, we weren’t going to disturb him but a bug decided to land right on his back. I was there as his wings opened to flick away the bug and saw the beauty of his orange spots contrasting with his brown wings. We went away quietly and hoped he had a goodnight’s sleep. Both of us thought about our little butterfly this morning when we wakened up to a deluge of rain.
A point of interest with our changes in climate that is affecting the butterfly population. Rain is their enemy and sadly some species fail to lay eggs or lay less than normal. The Red Admiral is one who is in danger as rain stops their breeding. The Peacock butterfly can go on as they will wait until after the rain to lay their eggs. They are searching for food, the richest is found in uncared for ground with wildflowers and nettles, not in the prim and proper lawns. we have proved these facts over and over again and know our garden is there to welcome butterflies and bees.
People passed us last night but how many knew where the Meadow Brown had chosen his bed for the night?