Monday, 20 July 2009
Two small moths for mankind
There's a certain pleasure in recording the humdrum days in life, like seamen in Conrad with their logs: 'Weather changeable. Sea everywhere. No albatrosses.' Last night was one such. All I can offer you is a Treble Bar (left), which wouldn't leave the bottom of the trap where photography is a nightmare; and a Marbled Minor (below).
The only possible excitement is that the MM may be a Tawny Marbled Minor or even a less common Rufous Minor, because they can only be distinguished by their genitalia. But I'm opting for the standard version. There were plenty of other old familiars in the trap, but away from moths, we had tea on these special Commemorative Moon Landing Moon Eggs which as you can see, come complete with craters. You achieve this effect by putting the poaching pan lid on top of the frying pan which also has the happy effect of cooking the phlegm. Drops of condensing steam make the craters but timing is everything, unless you like moon eggs with the texture of leather.