People were celebrating the Longest Day yesterday (and Father's Day, yo!), and very summery and warm it was. But spare a thought for the moths. They must have been grumbling about the Shortest Night. I put the trap at the end of its wire again but I won't repeat this exercise because for the first time ever something - a fox, deer or conceivably squirrel - interfered with it and dislodged the top. Luckily the lamp didn't break and the moths slept on, including this Common Footman and the one by all the egg propaganda which I will try to identify at leisure. Tomorrow, weather permitting, we'll be back to the flowerbed site.
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