Thank you, Goldie - I find Skippers make great subjects for photos as long as I can get close enough and get them in focus! There are hundreds of deleted shots...
Cheers, Wurzel - I thought you'd like the backlit-from-underneath Marbled White! It took a bit of doing to get down low enough for that one.

I'm keeping my on the forecast for next weekend (it keeps changing, as usual in the current weather pattern - cool and wet yesterday, sunny and warm today - and so on unpredictably.

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Thursday 22nd June: Another good day of weather expected, and another long day out planned. As I left the house, I spotted some unusual clouds. I believe these are called
virga, where precipitation falls in visible streaks, but evaporates well before it reaches the ground. I was rather taken with this formation which (to me) resembled birds in flight.
I met up with Paul (Bugboy) down at Bookham, somewhat later than hoped as the improvement works at the A3 junction with the M25 were a nightmare.
We soon came across stalwart Surrey butterfly enthusiast Colin Kemp, and then shortly afterwards a surprise appearance of a fresh male Dark Green Fritillary - a very unusual sighting for this location.
The Imperial Purple season had started here (Paul had seen an Emperor the previous day), so we set off round likely spots with eyes split between the ground and the treetops. As it turned out, the next sighting was indeed Purple - but it was a Hairstreak, not an Emperor. However, this was an immaculate new male, and it posed wings tightly shut to show probably the best underside of the species I have yet seen. The subtlety of the colouring was amazing on such a new butterfly, with lilac, dove-grey, orange and even hints of green...
...and it posed for some time. We never saw its upperside.
After gazing without success at the tops of the trees near the highpoint, we came back along the path and almost walked right over a Purple Emperor enjoying one of the species' usual treats. It looked slightly worn, but the first one of the year is always special, and for me it was the first grounded individual I'd ever seen at Bookham, and possibly my earliest Emperor too.
Eventually it moved on, though it reappeared not far away a little later for a short spell on a different snack.
There were decent numbers of fresh White Admirals around, worries that their foodplant might have been badly affected by last summer's drought luckily seem to have come to nought. We watched a pair crash into the foliage (presumably a male and a female) hotly pursued by a third. The pair disappeared completely into the jungle, but the pursuer re-emerged.
After my last visit here, just two days before, had seemed rather bereft of butterflies, today the woods were beginning to come alive...
Dave