Straying from the track to Helsington Barrows, we heard redstart and stopped to find him. Along our way there was mountain everlasting and dark red helleborine on a raft of limestone clitter. It should flower soon, although the weather is set to turn cooler by mid-week.
Hoping to find the linnet I'd heard singing two days ago, we settled down on a grassy slope overlooking gorse where I'd heard them, making sure the tall trees were outlined against the sky.
We had excellent views of a redstart that I'd been hearing for some weeks but had not seen. Our approach gave clear views in perfect light. He was well lit on his perch on a bare twig on the fringe of woodland canopy.
We saw three dingy skipper aerial together above the grass. I saw one settle and I had time to take a sequence of photographs. Sometimes, images reveal interactions unseen at the time. For what was happening down in the grass amongst small butterflies I needed close-focus. Blades of grass give a sense of scale. I puzzled over numbers of antennae, legs, multiple pairs of wings and their disposition- this antenna doesn't fit with these wings! If they were mating how many butterflies were involved? See if you can work it out.