Sunshine means butterflies, and they have been lured out by the current blissful spell (which continues this morning in full, glorious force, judging by the view over my early morning teacup). So far, we have had Peacocks, Small Tortoiseshells, Orange Tips, all three kinds of White and this little Holly Blue.
It jinks about all day in the garden with a restlessness which is most frustrating for the ageing photographer. But then wouldn't you be nervy if a great big shadow like this kept looming over you? I'm sure my shorts aren't really that baggy. The camera can lie sometimes, or at least give an exaggerated impression.