Cheers Bugboy

Here's hoping the weekend is a good as I'm hoping it will be - enjoy your break I hope it's fruitful
Middle Street 17-04-2016
I took great delight in getting out today, risking the cool weather and not seeing anything and even greater delight when someone I meet tells me that’s it’s too cold for Butterflies yet I’ve just counted 7 Small Torts within my first 5 minutes on site! I was back at Middle Street one of my early sites – generally after the Smessex have appeared I find that I don’t get back here but during the first part of the season it’s generally a good site to visit with some nice, sheltered hot spots which act as…well hotspots.
I’d started off at the small unmown area behind the football pitches and there were many Small Torts flitting about between backing on the molehills and feeding on the Coltsfoot/Dandelions. At one point I was able to see four Small torts all sitting in a line but I could only manage to get three of the four in shot. From here I wandered along the raised bank/flood defence a peeped over to the river. The sun was heading in and out of the clouds and it was alternating between dark and nippy to bright and pleasantly warm. Whilst the sun was in I’d watch the birds and it was great to catch a glimpse of a Sedge Warbler, hear the explosive ching, ching-ching, ching-chingity-ching-ching-chhinngg of a Cetti’s and watch Swallows stooping low over the river. A male Reed Bunting appeared close enough for a few grab shots.



When the sun came out I’d focus my efforts on the butterflies which seemed to appear after a couple of minutes of prolonged sun. The trick I used was to time my ambles to try and reach a sheltered little nook of the reserve just as the sun cut through the cloud. Then I’d sit back and scan about watching for any movement. It seemed to work as round by the dry pond I’d set up shop, all was quiet and then as the sun crept over the earth a blinding white butterfly appeared and flew along the edge of the neighbouring garden. It came back round and did another pass and I was able to creep up on it and so got my first definite Small White of 2016.


I carried on round the pond checking out the habitat thinking how good it looked for Commas but finding more and more Small Torts until eventually the sun headed back in, the cool air hit and I was back to watching birds again. At the same stand of reeds a male Reed Bunting was calling so this must be a territory and this was the same bird as earlier.
I was back round by the dry pond by the time the sun came out again and there was a Peacock basking in the grass where two seconds ago there had been nothing. It was joined by a second and a very brief Comma all taking great delight in the old dead reeds. What was a barren dull waste land all of a sudden holds butterflies. From here I made my way back the pond seeing another or the same Peacock again along with at least a further three Small Torts.




A large cloud now covered the sun and it didn’t look like there would be anything but the slightest break for a while and so I thought it best to head home and salvage some Brownie points for another day. As I was walking back long the bank the briefest break in the cloud produced a Small White. The sun was out for now more than a minute or minute and a half and in it danced a Small White. What was even more striking was as the sun disappeared the White just dropped like a stone down into the tangle of vegetation. I had a rough idea where it was and so worked my way round and used animal (Rabbit?) tracks to work my way into the vegetation without trampling and there it was hunkered down.
Have a goodun
Wurzel