Thanks
Wurzel, just a minuscule selection from my vast back catalogue
Thanks
David but after yesterday, all is forgiven
Everything does indeed come to those who wait
Goldie
14th April, Bookham
Finally the weather Gods took pity on me and provided a sunny warm spring day that coincided with a day off, enabling me to do this years first proper days butterflying. I knew things were going to be good (little did I know how good) when a Brimstone fluttered along Bookham Railway station as I arrived and then just through the gate I nearly trod on a Peacock. The Brimstone wasn’t stopping for anything that didn’t bear more than a passing resemblance to a female Brimstone but the Peacock happily settled for its photoshoot, even waiting patiently for me to switch lenses.
One reason for coming here was to return some rescued Brown Hairstreak eggs. 5 in total. Hopefully they’ve survived the winter in my fridge, the Blackthorn sucker they were laid on was destroyed by some heavy machinery clearing scrub to attract Nightingale, so it's a miracle they survived in any recognizable state in the first place. Elsewhere other eggs were still unhatched but possibly close to hatching.
As the morning continued to warm up, Brimstone and Comma became the dominant butterflies. The latter being far more willing to pose than the former…as one would expect, various types of animal droppings being far more interesting than a strange man standing over them. It seems like forever since I was last spoilt for choice at what to point my camera at, but an event would later become the focus of my attention and eclipse all the other days events.
Since I got my new lens there’s one bird I’ve been trying to get, the Jay, and today I came across one willing to sit for me. It’d found an acorn so was happily stuffing it’s face whilst I clicked away (and no, that’s not the event I was alluding to).
Noon came and Comma numbers soon reached double figures, which is no surprise considering how many larvae and pupae I was finding last summer.
It was difficult to say how many Brimstone I was seeing due to their more wandering habits, but it was probably also double figures, but none settled within camera range.
Upon reaching the spot where I followed a few Red Admiral eggs over the winter I stopped and had a good look around. No larval tents were found but just as I was about to leave an adult glided down from the canopy and settled long enough for one snap. I wander if this was the female responsible for the eggs
The return trip threw up the same bunch of Comma’s and Brimstone and a few small detours threw up several more individuals, all posing too well to ignore (the Comma’s that is). Still the days event’s had far from peaked though…
Hoping for a bit more variety I ventured out of the woods where Peacocks started to appear here and there, looking resplendent under the clear blue sky.
On Banks Common a solitary Roe Deer stared at me whilst a few Buzzards circled overhead
And as the afternoon grew to a close and I made my way back to the station for the journey home a single Small Tortoiseshell joined the Comma’s and Peacocks, tussling over territory. One female Peacock was even displaying egg laying behaviour, searching for that one special nettle leaf that is good enough for her eggs, they're certainly making up for lost time!
So no new species to add to the yearly tally but a day that was most definitely worth the long wait. But what was it that made the day so special, you’ll have to wait for the next post to find out, sorry

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