Who else could you think of but Franz Kafka when confronted in the moth trap by this pitiful sight? As our souvenir mug from a very good exhibition at the Bodleian last year puts it:
My Burying Beetle seemed to be doing just that when I first discovered it; indeed I thought that it was dead - see two pics below.
But after I gingerly scooped it up with a fragment of eggbox and put it on my dressing gown, it woke up abruptly and started to make off, at quite a lick. My pic below, is even slightly blurred because of its speed. Such visitors, which conceal wings beneath their sinister black carapaces, are quite frequent among the eggboxes and endearing when you become familiar with them, in spite of their initially alarming appearance.
The warm weather is meanwhile bringing a steady flow of moths new for the year, including these below. They are coming in a very welcome orderly fashion rather than a rush, though that may change if the forecast for the week ahead is as delightful as the Met Office predicts.
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| Swallow Prominent |
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| Garden Pebble - the micro Evergestis forficalis |
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| And again, in the context of an eggbox to show its diminutive size |
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| Frosted Green |
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| And finally, a very handsome Coronet |
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