I was desperate to get back to Strumpshaw Fen in June to try and see a swallowtail, our largest native butterfly (and also one of our rarest), but other things kept getting in the way.
It was July 1st before I finally found an hour to pop back but it was already mid afternoon and I was in such a rush, checking I had a card in my camera, a hat, suncream, water etc that it was only when I arrived I realised that I didn’t have any cash. Of course, there are no card facilities there so I couldn’t muster the entrance fee. Argh. I was even more disappointed when a visitor told me he’d seen THREE swallowtails earlier.
I dashed five minutes down the road to Brundall to use the cashpoint but by the time I got back it was 3.45ish and had clouded over a little bit. There were still some butterflies about but sadly no swallowtails (although I’m told there might be a second flush in August so all might not be lost if I can get back again).
While disappointed, I had a lovely hour or so wandering the peaceful meadow and walking a bit of the trail. I was so intent on looking for butterflies that I didn’t realise the dragonfly above was practically sitting next to me. It stuck around just long enough for me to take its photo (I said thank you, don’t worry). In fact, I saw quite a few dragonflies and damselflies about.
Another favourite was also flying so I came home happy enough.
As always, I’ve joined Darren’s My Sunday Photo link up. Please click on the camera below to see what other people have taken.
Pre-Freya I would have probably run a mile if this thing came near me but her fascination with anything and everything has not only made me curious but also a little bit braver (unless it’s a wasp, then I’m like an olympic sprinter).
It took a liking to my father-in-law while we were walking at Cley Marshes recently and spent some time exploring his hand, giving me plenty of opportunity to snap some pics.
I discovered this little one (maybe a green weevil) in Freya’s hair and just thought its face was cute – it reminds me of a dog. What you can’t really see is the gorgeous metallic green colour (it was only about half a centimetre and quite hard to photograph).
To continue bug week, this one one was again taken at Cley Marshes. It is (possibly) a thick-legged flower beetle. Again, a gorgeous metallic colour.
I feel like, by running away from them all these years, I’ve been missing out on some amazing sights. I’ve got a lot to catch up on.
To see if any other bugs have turned up in #MySundayPhoto pics this week please click on the camera below.
Please also pop back tomorrow, if you have a mo, because I have interviewed another wonderful author for my Behind The Book series (this time a writer of children’s books with the Best. Name. Ever).