Cheers Ernie

I only saw my irst second brood Dingy two years ago, 2017 didn't throw any up but then this year I saw a smattering, must have been the heat
Cheers Bugboy

I think the Meadow Brown was being a little Englander and bemoaning "these foreigners coming over here and stealing our jobs!"

SO much to do but the next French post is the making of...
Cheers Goldie

I got real lucky with both the light and the timing
Cheers Mike

There's a bit more to come from France

Though for the more travelled butterfliers I expect they'll be considered common fare
Shipton Bellinger 04-08-2018
Another day and another trip to Shipton Bellinger to see if a few more female Brostreaks had finally emerged. I took the girls with me as they like Shipton and I can accrue a few extra Brownie points this way. The only down side is that K is now old enough to sit in the front and so has taken charge of the music. Actually I needn’t have worried she picked a cracking selection with Donovan, The Cure, The Beatles and my all-time favourite Queen song; “It’s Late”. The highlight though was windows down, volume up ‘Two Minutes to Midnight’; you know that you’ve succeeded as a parent when your children can sing along to Iron Maiden.
We went in the back way and parked in the shadows of the wood and the girls set up camp here whilst I strode out into the sun, eyes peeled for any jinking little orange jobs. Something immediately caught my eye with the aforementioned jinking flight but it appeared more grey/brown than orange. Luckily it landed on a small piece of Blackthorn and as I moved closer in I could make out white lines on the wings so I knew it was a Hairstreak but which one. Even closer and it became a Purple Hairstreak. Shipton throws a curve ball again! I looked along the hedge and the treeline and I could make out only one or two Oaks anywhere near the vicinity so where this errant traveller had hailed from I couldn’t say. Still a Purple Hairstreak as first species for the day can’t bad. Well actually a Specklie and Hedge Brown were the first but this is a better narrative and I didn’t get any shots of them…Another couple of enthusiast arrived and I put them onto the Purp and while they were getting their shots I spent a little time with a Holly Blue. When I returned to the Purp it had moved to an even better position; not at an angle, not partially obscured by the leaves and perfectly lit.



Few other sets of people arrived and we all stood around looking at the Hedge and trying to second guess how the Brostreaks would behave. Would they play by the rules and start coming down at around 11am or as it was getting warm would they come down earlier and then disappear when they got too hot? Even worse would they not come down at all? Who could say but it’s a far way away from what I’m used to, I used to be able to set my watch by the arrival of the Brostreaks down low. I poured a coffee and it started going cold and as usual things started to happen. There were orange things blurring by possibly Vapourers or possibly Brostreaks I didn’t know. Then Jonathon (?) who’d I’d met on my second Shipton visit arrived with his wife (I’m sorry but I am hopeless as remembering names) who was anxious to get a Brostreak as having already seen a Clouded Yellow was going for 50 species in a year. As luck would have it while we’re talking I spy a little shark fin…male Brostreak and it opens up ever so briefly!

It does a runner further back into the hedge as I call the others over and then we settle back for a bit more Hedge watching. We start creeping along the length of the Hedge and back again all the time eyes straining and checking every leaf, every Thistle head, every Blackberry just hoping to catch a glimpse of something orange. Small Meadow Browns and Hedge Browns do their annoying impressions and Holly Blue, which are all over the Hedge, try and distract us as much as possible. Even a Brown Argus tries muscle in by hopping up onto a Bramble desperately seeking some attention. Eventually I spy a male but again it’s gone up high before the others can get onto it. I try further along the hedge and get onto another male and then an even closer one down nice and low on a stunted Bramble. While I’ve got this one the others have located one as well so we do a swap though I think I got the bum deal as mine was much more pristine

. It was also showing the preference behaviour I’d seen on my last two visits. If it got spooked by a Meadow Brown it wold go up higher into the hedge but then about 5 minutes later it would return to the same Bramble flower. It did this several times before Jonathon and his wife returned and then carried on in a similar fashion for a while. I mentioned that I’d seen a Wall here the last time and that was on their ‘50’ list so we ever so slowly started towards the track that ran parallel up the hill to the various little clearings. On the way we sighted a fifth male and a possible fly-by female along with a Red Admiral and two girls who insisted on surreptitiously placing burrs on their dads back!



As we reached the top of the hill and the first clearing the girls disappeared off to set up camp number 2 and a Wall appeared on cue to go on the ‘50’ list. It seemed like a bigger marmalade version of a Meadow Brown but as it momentarily stopped and closed its wings I was able to confirm it’s ID. Mind you it’s constantly patrolling behaviour was probably enough to make the ID.
We three carried on slowly working through the various small clearings hoping to catch the Wall at rest but also adding a further two male Brostreaks and a third on the other side of the hedge on our return. The girls called “Wurzel” so I knew that my time was almost up and when I got back to their camp I said my goodbyes, wished them well with the Wall and the having gone a few steps on the other side of the scrub called them back as the Wall was down on the deck. It was just playing silly buggers though and was off again. Leaving for real this time we left them chasing the Wall and headed back down the hill adding Peacock and Comma to the days tally.
After their patience and reasonable behaviour (I’m still finding burrs now!) later in the afternoon I took the girls to a quiet stretch of the river so I could cool down and they could really run amok! What a cracking day! But where are the females??
Have a goodun
Wurzel