A brief report from London on the window-box caterpillars. Necessarily brief, because they have gone. Maybe a bird found them, but more likely, they've crawled off to pupate somewhere cosy and discreet, such as the gaps between the gutter and the top of my son's house's front wall. No chance of finding them, although I might ask Camden council for printouts of CCTV film. It would be a good test of digital enhancement. We Find Three Caterpillars On the Run would be an excellent advert for whoever makes the equipment. The Indian Summer continues, meanwhile, but not warmly enough for this Angle Shades which came into our kitchen yesterday and was spotted by Penny. Corners like this are perfect for pupating, which is an argument against dusting.
No comments:
Post a Comment