After a Butterfly Conservation marathon I reflect on all that has been discovered, and achieved. On Members Day we filled a lecture room at Leighton Moss for a morning of presentations, followed by an afternoon field-trip on Arnside Knott.At Arnside Knott a female Silver Washed Fritillary swooped about fallen tree-trunks encrusted with peeling bark, laying eggs in crevices. 'She almost landed on your camera,' our leader Chris told me. The butterfly alighted below the log we leaned upon so we peered over it into shadows. So close, and so elusive. She must have been aware of our presence but did not perceive us as a threat. Chris pointed out that there were plenty of violets, the food plant of her caterpillars. Interpreting behaviour as we witness it makes a scene memorable.With a spirit of co-operation and sharing in a large group of keen-eyed experts we see so much more. But to take photographs I like the freedom of being alone. Strong sunlight blazed colour from those first Clouded Yellow down in the herb layer where splashes of yellow could be flowers or fading vegetation. Like someone who completes a marathon, I'm delighted but could do better. In my mind's-eye I can still see sharp images, with rich colour through translucent wings- like the sudden illumination of stained-glass windows. Colour alters significantly, depending on the incidence of sunlight. And here are my first British Clouded Yellows.Painted Ladies are doing well in this hot, hot summer. Chris pointed out that some are rather smaller. When a butterfly emerges from a chrysalis that's its adult size, it does not grow further. When caterpillar or chrysalis has been under stress, through heat or drought, the emerging butterfly can be smaller, or damaged.
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