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Camouflaged chrysalis

June 23, 2016 Leave a comment
Hardly noticeable at all

Hardly noticeable at all

The swallowtail caterpillar (Bert) who’s been living in a jam jar has turned into a chrysalis.

I didn’t see the brief moment when he shed his caterpillar skin, but the skin itself is a little discarded puddle in the bottom of the jar.

I’d given him some sticks to attach to and was amazed to see that although he was green when he entered his new phase, in twenty-four hours he’d taken on the colour of the sticks.

Now I need to wait for him to become a butterfly and work out how to contain him when he first emerges without doing any damage.

Overgrown buddleia

March 19, 2016 Leave a comment
A butterfly settled on the tip of a buddleia bloom

A butterfly settled on the tip of a buddleia bloom

After spending the best part of two days pruning an overgrown buddleia the size of a small house, I like to remember what it’s all about – big purple blooms, smelling of honey and covered in butterflies.

No hands!

January 31, 2016 Leave a comment
About to take flight

About to take flight

When we first arrived back from France, in August last, we had a pole made, bolted to a wooden foot which wedges under the sofa, for Clive to try to haul himself up by.

Today he stood up, unaided, and then for the first time took both hands off the pole.

Just to reinforce the point, he put his hands in his pockets!

There’s a long way to go yet – many a step before he’s mobile. But all progress so far has been achieved without any help from the authorities who are still wading through some bureaucratic bog.

The clingy Scarce Swallowtail Butterfly has featured in a blog post before, although not this particular photo. It looks as if it’s just about to take flight.

Fritillary butterfly

July 12, 2013 4 comments
Some kind of fritillary

Some kind of fritillary

Standing among buddleia and lavender, I feel like a butterfly charmer.

They’re everywhere, alighting or taking wing, twirling, bouncing, dancing round my head.

The heavy honey scent of the buddleia must draw them although the lavender is just as popular.

One butterfly I couldn’t identify with certainty; it drove me crazy.

While most butterflies delight in fobbing you off with their drabber underside, this one was very reluctant to show it and of course it’s the only way to tell the exact species.

In the end I concluded it was a Silver-Washed Fritillary, the only fritillary to have streaks rather than blotches of a paler colour on its underside.

It’s a strong flier and often glides swiftly and high up, which must be why it led me such a dance.

Tantalising glimpse of an underside

Tantalising glimpse of an underside

Anticipating winter

November 22, 2012 Leave a comment

Upper pipe and lower pipe from the blue pig – notice the butterfly

Our spring is flowing copiously at the moment, and water is escaping out of the top of the blue pig water tank into which it runs.

This isn’t anything unusual. What is different, though, is that the overflow pipe which goes from the top of the blue pig into the pond is flowing at scarcely more than a trickle, which may mean that it’s furred up with the hard water.

This situation is only due to get worse, so I attached one end of a hose to the tap at the bottom of the blue pig and put the other end in the pond. Even with the tap turned on fully there is still water escaping from the top of the blue pig, which just goes to show how much spring water there is.

In the middle of all this messing about with water (one of my favourite activities) I spotted a red admiral butterfly sunning itself on a rock in the pond.

It was quite tenacious, returning again and again after my shadow scared it away.

It looked a bit the worse for wear. I expect it will be searching for a place to hibernate before long.

The red admiral butterfly