Friday, 17 July 2009
It's been pouring with rain for hours, but the birthday got in before the weather broke, and fun was had by all. Moths took a back seat but I sneaked quickly away to stalk this Red Admiral, the first of the season, in a pub garden in Wharfedale, and saw another on a lovely walk round Swinsty reservoir (which has an amazing number of memorial seats saying that it was so-and-so's favourite part of the world). This Ringlet was also there, with unusual markings. Some slight aberration? Or, more likely I think, the scars of an encounter with a bird or a thornbush.