Monday, 25 May 2009
Not dead, but sleeping
Bank Holiday Sunday was blissfully sunny, but ended with another cold night and the Maybugs dominated again, with only a few moths for company. Among them was this White Ermine, hanging nonchalantly by one leg from one of my increasingly tatty egg boxes. It's interesting to see how its patterning continues over the body from the wings; something which also happens with the ermines' relatives the Tiger Moths. Why? They're sending a message to predators: I'm pretty, but poisonous.