Isn't she just that
Dave, She may well reappear on the favourite picture thread come winter
Thanks
Wurzel, I do like to try and get a different from the normal image when I can

. Your right about the OT as well, it stood out in real life as well.
Thanks
Goldie, I'm back at work now so my week off is now just memories but at least I have the pictures to help bring them to life
I know a few people have been patiently waiting for this post, so without further ado...
11th May, Meet Padfield
No week off is complete without a trip to Bookham for me. I'd hoped, almost expected, the Small Coppers were emerging here and perhaps a Common Blue or two as well, so it was with some disappointment that no sign of either was found. There was in fact very little at all on the wing, small numbers of the three species of White, a few Orange-tip, Speckled Wood and Holly Blues. Most stayed mobile but I got a few photo opportunities.
I had a look for my Brown Hairstreak larvae but sadly found no sign of him. I was pleased to find that four out five of my rescued eggs had hatched although again, I could find no sign of the inhabitants.
Over on the Oak, after some searching I managed to find one of my Purple Hairstreak larvae, almost invisible, tucked up at the base of the leaves.
I was surprised to come across a male Comma, somewhat worse for wear but still frisky enough to start a fight with an innocent passing Speckled Wood.
And at the end of the day as I was leaving I also came across a female laying eggs on nettles. She seemed to be in fine fettle considering her age.
The best find of the day though, who's already been introduced in the May sightings page, was my first ever Purple Emperor larvae, who I instantly christened
Padfield for reasons that will be plainly obvious to everyone reading this

. I've looked for them countless times but this one was discovered by complete luck/chance. I'd taken a detour to avoid some mud, and brushing past some Sallow something familiar caught my eye. It must have been all those images posted by Guy that's burnt their image on my retinas, but somehow it stuck out like a sore thumb to me.
He was hanging on a rather exposed leaf at the end of a small branch overhanging the path, about 5 foot of the ground and obviously preparing to moult. There was a stiff breeze which was blowing in just the wrong direction causing poor little Padfield to get blown ragged. They really do have a good grip which was definitely being put to good use.

- Look at that cute little pointy hairy butt!
I will do my best to keep track of him, but unlike his namesake I can't visit here everyday. There will however be at least one more update of him plus more pictures in the next post
