Cheers for the ID Pete

I'll have a look next time I visit - hopefully that'll be sooner rather than later
Cheers Neil

I'm just hoping that the Pearls think "stuff it, I need to get out of this chrysalis"
Kingston Lacey 21-04-2014
A very frustrating day for me butterfly wise. I spent the whole drive to Kingston Lacey thinking that I should really have been back at my Duke site tramping the dusty paths and watching Dukes scrap it out. Despite seeing lots of Brimstone and Orange-tip along the roadside verges on the journey there was very little activity as we started our walk around. There was a female Orange-tip that decided to briefly sup nectar on the wrong side of the fence and whenever I saw any other butterflies they were head down and gone! It only got harder as the temperature rose.
I briefly slipped away from the group while the girls went on the tractors and took the old footpath that runs parallel with the road and then into the wood. Over this small stretch there were 3 Peacocks, 2 male Orange-tips, 2 male Brimstones, a couple of Green Veined Whites and a Comma. Yet there was not one single Speckled Wood and not one butterfly paused long enough for a photo.
Back in the Kitchen Gardens the odd white fluttered across the allotments but again nothing was stopping so I resorted to trying for some Nomada Bees and watching a Honey Bee dry out after it had had a dip in a water trough. Why it had gone in I don’t know but there several floating carcasses of other bees that had ended up in the drink.
After lunch we ended up round by the Pacific Garden and the little thatched shack but even here the butterflies weren’t playing ball. A Small White or Green Veined would fly across the grasses, investigate the flowers tantalisingly close and then just as I thought it would land it would be gone. Even the Peacocks weren’t posing nicely – perhaps they’d been suffering constant disturbance due to the large number of people passing through the gardens? So I changed tactics – I got on and enjoyed the afternoon and should any thing just present itself to me I’d have a go at shooting it.
Almost immediately a male Orange-tip plopped down on some wild Garlic.
We settled back on the main lawn and along the borders I watched a white fly along and then disappear. I’ve seen them do this before so I craned over the plant and there was my second Large White of the year (a female) and also the explanation for the vanishing act. It was hanging upside down from one of the larger leaves, hidden by the shadows. Now I know where to look in future when a white does a disappearing number. It then showed itself a couple of times but I could only get record shots.
While the baby was fed I took one last stroll back towards the Oriental Gardens as I’d noticed a small clump of Cuckoo Flower when we’d previously walked by. I stood by and watched as a male Orange-tip patrolled the edge of the woodland and then it flew towards me, over my head, doubled back around and landed on the Cuckoo flower. I was made up and this was well worth the ear ache I got for doing my own ‘disappearing act’
Have a goodun
Wurzel