I'll probably leave my brown hairstreaks to survive as best they can now, in their field of cows (which have already trampled and damaged some of the small bushes), without putting them and their bushes to the added stress of me searching all over. When they start pupating my searches would be potentially more damaging.
Yesterday I showed them to a friend visiting from France, who had come, amongst other things, to photograph them. I failed to find one for about half an hour, then, just when I was about to give up, I spotted this:
What remarkable camouflage! A good picture to sign off on, at least for the time being!
