July, Surprised by Five Lepidopterists
I had two birthday surprises this year. The first was lunch in the pub. I know this doesn’t sound like much of a birthday surprise but believe me it is. The second was an afternoon with a lepidopterist! Annoyingly this was such a surprise and I was so stuffed with food that I couldn’t think of an intelligent thing to say. And intriguingly, not one lepidopterist but five turned up!...
July, Heat and Horseflies
From the cool dark of the track I can see a small window of burning colour ahead of me. The heat rushes to greet me as I get nearer. I step out into a furnace. A tongue of flame bars my path. I’m greeted by a thieving swarm of horseflies. Strangely languid in their hunt for blood they leisurely accompany me as I pass volcanoes of bubbling pinks. Billows of purple vetch. Holey, yellow...
July, Crunching Butterflies
I am standing by a bramble bush in the sun. I’m trying to draw the hundreds of butterflies on and around it. My two lurchers are chasing each other round and round, burning off some energy after a long day spent lying about. I’m looking at the simple five petal flower of the bramble. It’s as unshowy as the butterflies that are flocking to it. I remember a programme I watched...