Life in long grass

After a week of challenging projects which made going out in the sunshine impossible, my mind needed a break and a few evening walks seemed to be the only way I could escape from the pressure I was feeling.

Hello, yellow

Our first evening walk was as we say over here ‘round the block’ rather unexciting but it was just enough for me as I seemed to have a rather strange problem with my foot and leg. I didn’t even take my DSLR, of course I had my iPhone but I still didn’t feel the need to click.

The next evening, the weather was still balmy and we went a bit further to a local park. We did something rather ‘odd’ for us by sitting down on the park bench! At last we have worked out what these seats are for and both of us enjoyed watching the world go by. This time I had my DSLR and started back into portrait shots, my model was dad. Nature was all around us, bright yellow irises bloomed around the sides of the river. Buttercups painted the grass which brought joy to me as I have an obsession with yellow and blue right now. The volume of the birdsong with evident different notes was amazing. We absorbed the sounds and the scene although I didn’t take many shots but, I had to stop and take a photo of a daisy with its vibrant yellow centre with my iPhone

Last night, something ‘clicked’. I had completed my intensive project I felt a weight lifted off my mind, it didn’t take me long to say ‘yes’ when dad suggested we go a little further but the unexpected was waiting which has really given me the buzz to venture back along the paths discovering life in the long grass.

I saw a 'blackish' wingspan just to the side of the path, in the midst of the long grass. Seconds to think, I knew it was something special. We both stopped in our tracks, abandoned the bags and started to click. The feeling I had as my mind switched into another gear to keep clicking as this was a damselfly but not the same ones as we found last year. there was only one which we both stalked although sometimes our best laid plans were interrupted by people who don’t see to notice how cautiously we we approaching the blade of grass. Do people not care about their surroundings unless they have a football or something to entertain?

Banded Demoiselle : male

I really was excited and knew the feeling to focus and click was back again, although I didn’t have my macro lens with me I know I will be packing my backpack again as nature holds treasures waiting for us to discover. I just happened to have a keen eye to see this tiny damselfly which provided our entertainment for the rest of the evening. We came home to search our books for this iridescent damselfly with black dots on the wings. Confirmation found we have now added a Banded Demoiselle to our library and I will be submitting our sighting to Cedar as I did last year. 

The Banded Demoiselle is about 45mm long. The male, which we saw has a blue body with a metallic sheen, smoky wings with a conspicuous blue 'thumbprint' mark. It was the thumbprint mark which I spotted but when the wings were closed it appeared black. The photo shown of me looking down has a dot of the damselfly and this in reality is how tiny he was. Watch were you walk as he was in the long grass.

Beauty in the unwanted

Our adventures have started and I am looking forward to more days with dad coming along and enjoying nature even if I keep mentioning how the colours of the damselfly would work in a knitting pattern. I cannot escape my love of colours and knitting and what better a palette to be inspired by than the one nature provides? Minnowburn is maintained by The National Trust

With a spring in our step we will be off to discover more life in the long grass!

Life on the wing

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