Lord Nelson would have had them keel-hauled - or maybe even shot like poor old Admiral Byng whose execution for 'not doing his utmost' in the face of the enemy led to Voltaire's famous comment in Candide:
Dans ce pays-ci, il est bon de tuer de temps en temps un amiral pour encourager les autres. (In this country they kill an Admiral from time to time to encourage the others).I'm talking about Red Admirals which this year, like Admiral Byng in his battle off Menorca, are very late to arrive. But they have done now, and here is a handsome one enjoying the sun. As I have mentioned previously, neither they nor the lovely White Admiral have nothing to do with the Navy. The word is a transition from 'Admirable'.
The sun is essential for their appearance. We haven't had a lot of it recently - in contrast to the lashings of rain which account for my moth lethargy. But the equation is consistent: sunshine = Red Admirals. Dull weather = their disappearance.
I can feel the autumn coming now that we are in October, and even the winter. Ah well, spring will not be far behind.