I was going. I was not going. Then I was. Now I'm back.
The chance came up to go back to the Brecon Beacons - this time to the North side of the National Park. And it rained. Again. Of course.
There was an afternoon when the sun shined. I noticed some good views in passing. I would return.
But it rained.
But there are always things to notice when the sun comes out between showers.
Like shadows. (Of foxglove?)
And views through barns.
Where light comes in through slats as well as through open doors.
When they get to the rusty stage, I have trouble distinguishing between sorrel and dock in pictures. I was in a rush at the time or I would have paid attention to the leaves.
There's drama in the morning; and in the evening.
Swifts are gathering on the wires ready for their autumn migration to Africa. Not that they are short of insects to eat yet. Each evening they swished backwards and forwards human-knee-high snatching at insects above the grass.
And that silhouette of a bird in the tree. It looks like a robin to me. What do you reckon? (You might have to enlarge to see.)
And on the wall in an outside loo - an Buff Ermine Moth. (Spilosoma luteum.) One of its antennae is broken.
Now I'm back I'll soon be replying to comments and getting ready to catch up with 'my' tree ready for the Tree Following box on the 7th.
Hope you have been having good holidays - whether in rain or drought or perfect weather.
(There ought to be a selection of greetings to cover the seasons. Why should Christmas hog it all? Happy summer everyone!)
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P.S. A new recommendation. Take a look at this page about the life cycle of butterflies and moths. A breathtaking set of information and pictures. (Includes the caterpillar of a Buff Ermine moth.)