Cheers Mike

Several "Moth-ers" I've spoken too have told me that having a trap is a bit like Christmas morning everyday, I don't know if I could handle the anticipation
Cheers Pauline

Sorry I'll try not to mention the "M" word again...for a while
This is more like it – I’m a week behind on my PD, being up to date was starting to freak me out a little
15-03-2014 Five Rivers
Last weekend I thought I better make the most of the good weather and also the peace and quiet that comes from having two girls who are at their Nanny and Dad-Dads. Having waved them off after their swimming lesson and then spent a good few hours clearing up the last of the mess from the ceilings I was ready for a break and more importantly a breather in some clean and dust free air.
I found myself at Five Rivers again as I often do during the early part of the season and headed straight to the banks hoping to get straight onto some butterflies and a White in particular as well as adding to my haul of Comma shots. As I rounded the line of bushes that runs right along the middle of the banks an orangey butterfly flew up and circled a few times almost as if greeting me. It was a Comma which landed in almost exactly the same position as I found my first last weekend

Happy at an early win I thought that I better do the serious bit and attempt to count the Small Tortoiseshells before moving on to my personal targets. So I lazily strolled along the path on the banks scanning the path ahead and the dead grass on either side for basking Small Torts. They came in a whole array of states of wear but the majority were looking well past their best now. The first walk along and count amounted to 17 Small Torts and there was the occasional nice one still a round to brighten the stroll.
But I was here to try and find Whites and so I walked the length and breadth of Five Rivers; along the banks, through the copse, down and around the ‘amphitheatre’ and around and across the central grasslands. But I had no joy, not even a Brimstone so the hard job of counting Small Torts over and whites postponed I settled down for some serious Comma watching along with the occasional bees that buzzed the path.
Away from the banks I found the third Comma of the day. This one was brighter, fresher with nicely rounded markings. So with the final Comma in the bag I realised that I needed to make a move home. As I grabbed my gear the final butterfly of the day flew by but didn’t stop like most of my Red Admirals this year. So despite almost two hours I’m still on five species for the year and only 4 seen today – so I’m going backwards...
Hopefully Five Rivers will host a Butterfly Family day this year if the local branch can get the go ahead. Part of me hopes that it happens and is a great success so that others can see for themselves what a little gem this site is. Another part of me hopes that it doesn’t as then I can keep it to myself.
Have a goodun
Wurzel