Yesterday evening I went in search of those demmed elusive golden orioles which are constantly audible and never visible.
Needless to say their talent for ventriloquism meant they sounded just as far away as ever.
But I did find myself walking through a patch of betony, pale in the gathering dusk.
Doing a close-up shot of one of the spikes, I spotted a crab-like spider.
It looked very cosy, clinging to this most benevolent and beneficial of flowers.
Betony supposedly alleviates headaches, arthritis, snake bites, anxiety, drunkenness – all manner of ailments. It was a standard medicinal plant in medieval monastery gardens..
There’s an Italian proverb: “Vende la tunica e compra la betonica.” “Sell your coat and buy betony.” Perhaps because betony stops you getting aches and pains from the cold??