Not far from home, I return to download images. But this is the day, the perfect day, so I return for those elusive orange-tips. Surely they’re here. I glimpse the tell-tale orange on a male which closes its wings and settles on a leaf to show the intricate pattern of its under-wing. Perfect. The cryptic colouring is exquisite. It’s designed to hide the butterfly from predators, to conceal. And you see how effective it is as pattern and colour merge into leaf and all the colours of a hedgerow. They lurk, I discover.
I’ve watched the green-veined whites mating, I know when their caterpillars should appear. I must encourage my friends to look out for them. They’re close to home and the virtue of a local patch is the ease of frequent monitoring visits.
Home again, I hear more of those lovely lenticular clouds, of the Helm Wind.
Sunday 7 May was my super -Sunday. I came home overwhelmed with images from perfect light: redstart, stonechat, orange-tip and green-veined white butterflies. Those redstart images are the culmination of years of studying habit and habitat. The white-beam is iconic, year after year redstart sing from its slender branches. Same tree, same redstart lineage. I wonder how many generations I’ve seen.