The thing with animals is that they don’t stay the same…
We learned how Libellula depressa “returns to a favoured perch in the sun”
and eventually “when a female enters a male’s territory the male will fly up and grab the female. Mating occurs on the wing and the pair are in tandem for only a brief period, often less than a minute”
So we excited to be there two days ago for that minute. So excited we didn’t manage to take a picture until the female danced over the water, depositing eggs on the floating foliage
Like the rest of the UK, we are acutely aware of butterfly decline. Memories of the past when every buddleia was clouded in a haze of Tortoiseshells, Red Admirals and Peacocks.
We have had one Red Admiral mooching around for a couple of months and then, yesterday, five newly hatched individuals on the buddleia
A group of youngsters had been roaming around a couple of weeks ago but this one, at 125g, was obviously failing to thrive. Taken into protective custody it is now up to 168g – on the way to being a big hog.
to scrape it into plastic bags as quickly as possible.
“Country” wines are all very well but if one had to cost in the time spent on them they might not be cheap. Constantly sterilising and rinsing everything involved takes half the time. At least at this time of year it can all take place outside, with judicial use of garden hose and pressure washer.
The thing is, one has to go round over a year before finding out if anything is any good. Right now we are bottling Plum, Damson, and Crabapple from last year. Also Rowan, which a quick taste shows to have promise
Also a mixture including our own grapes, and cider from the apple trees
Elderflower Champagne made this year – we don’t have to wait as long to drink this
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