Tuesday, 25 August 2009
Here is a Rosy Rustic on my pink thumb. It's a late summer moth, one of a group of August and September flyers which are at last making inroads into the massed ranks of yellow underwings. It was very misty last night with a warm evening after a day of rain. You could almost drink the air. As a result the trap was emptier than it has been since April. The Rosy one took a long time to wake up, in spite of my promptings designed to get it close enough to the camera in a light enough place. But it finally took wing and whirred off into a loquat which was given to me years ago as a seedling by the Guardian's then motoring correspondent, Roy Harry. Now it's a great, spreading tree.