Reflections in River Leet
The year has been going past, fast, and I have been told that I should put words and images once more on WordPress. This is true: I should. An idea came sideways at me, and every spare moment I am up in the Tardis working, hiding the work from everyone, not saying a word; don’t know why. It’s all light-hearted in feeling. But I have missed WordPress (all interactions have been interesting and often delightful); so I will try and write just a few words each day, will catch up with sites I am following, and when the present slight obsession has been put into a form where I can bear to have it looked at, I will pick up my camera and go out into the countryside of the Borders and enjoy the light in this beautiful part of the world, where I am so fortunate to live.
Mustard Garlic and Orange Tip Butterfly
This little butterfly has the most beautiful underwings, like someone in a plain dress with exquisite petticoats. I looked up the colouring, and found out that this is a female orange tip – which doesn’t have an orange tip, apparently. By total chance, a friend called in today and was talking (out of the blue) about consulting a gardener about a plant in her garden that she thought was a weed ; and she was told that orange tips lay their eggs on the underleaf of this plant. When I described it we agreed it must be mustard garlic that was growing in her garden. So in one day I have found out the name of a plant, identified a butterfly, and been told something about its life cycle.
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