Well, Kate and Wills had a Baby Boy yesterday, which is loverly, and to celebrate M and I watched "Life of Pi" (actually, that's a complete lie- we watched it because we'd just downloaded it onto the IPAD and bought a cable-thingy to attach said IPAD to the TV- a first for us - and we needed to see whether our Daring Adventure Into The Realm of Modern Technology had worked, which it had). I loved the film and thought it was amazing, so simple yet profound.
When I tried to read the book I couldn't get on with it. Just wondering if any of you have read/ seen it and what you thought? Anyway, on the strength of that and because Everyone seems to be caught up in Ridiculous Bordering On Hysterical Speculation about the baby's name, I put forward Pi as a candidate, which would doubtless flummox everyone.
on a different subject there's been odd magpie behaviour here over the last two days. It's one particular magpie and he's fascinated by the windows. He hops up onto the sill and taps on the glass and this afternoon I'm pretty sure the thud I heard was him smashing into the kitchen window. I'm looking at him now: he's sitting in a tree watching me so he is fine. Strange though.
Yesterday Ted caught a vole, who was a bit gorgeous and needed rescuing. No harm done thankfully, and this morning I found a cinnabar caterpillar on the lawn miles away from the Nursery Ragwort so I returned him to it. I also spent what felt like HOURS last night scooping up Various Moth People who had strayed out of the kitchen and escaped all round the house, returning them to the Great Outdoors once night had fallen. It has, therefore, been a Time of Rescues. I've just been up to check and there are now five caterpillars munching away happily up in the Wild Patch.
Mavis has decided she longer wishes to be broody- possibly because she's had the last laugh holding onto that rotten egg which I tried to cook with over the weekend and therefore no longer has anything to prove. She's off the nest and back out with the other girls. It looks strange seeing three hens in the garden as we've had two for such a long time (this surely must be a broody record) but hopefully it won't be long before she's laying again and then we'll have blue eggs back, which is always fun. I will never forget one of L's friends asking me whether the eggs were blue all the way through. I regretted not being able to say yes.
I had an amble round the garden this afternoon looking for caterpillars, but although there are butterflies and eggs and copious holes in the cabbages which strongly suggest the presence of squashy pillar-type people, I couldn't find any. Odd. Perhaps M has employed the Blackbird's Child to patrol his veggies and she's eaten them all?
Cabbage White Eggs
Oh Dear. Nibbled cabbages. M Will Not Be Pleased. But No Cabbage White Children
I did find this fascinating skeleton thingy on the under side of my sorrel (which has also been nibbled). Anyone hazard a guess as to whom it belongs?
I found some strawberries which the Blackbird's Child has yet to discover (better eat them quick before she does)
And got this close-up of a hollyhock that I rather liked....
I also discovered this Single Borage Flower blooming in the veg patch...
It isn't far from the red onions, which are also doing well...
As are the Mange Tout, although they are nearing the reaches of their edibility...
I really must find out the name of this pretty pink flower which M calls a weed. It is everywhere in the garden and for the past couple of weeks has been doing it's best to persuade everyone that it's actually an integral part of the smaller of our two apple trees.
I'm sure you know by now I couldn't write a post without including some Moths (what will I do over winter? Although you might be glad of the respite). The box was out last night but (thankfully) brought in only around 150 moths so sorting them has been a more peaceful experience today, and didn't involve a mass exodus at 7am while M was trying to have breakfast in peace. 73 different species, only a handful of which were new ones. This didn't matter because within the box was a moth I have Wanted To See For Ages: a Black Arches. What do you think? Isn't he/ she striking?
Very pleased to finally see him in the flesh. His colouring has been perfected to allow him to blend against silver birch bark. Amazing. Here are a selection of the others...
This quirky little moth is called a Bird Cherry Ermine. He's only a few mm long so it's a Big Name for a Small Moth. If you've ever seen stretches of hedgerows wrapped in a silky-looking web-like material, this is the moth responsible. Isn't nature amazing?
An Inquistive Early Thorn
A great example of Moth Camouflage In Action. I struggled to see this Fan Foot against the flooring and almost trod on him :-o
A Minor Shoulder Knot.
I love the patterns on this little moth. It looks like very even stitching along the base of his wings, which is how you can tell that I wasn't responsible for it.
Male Yellow Tail
What Splendid Feathers. This moth is especially for Seagull Suzie because I know she likes the Fluffy and Furry Moths in particular.
The Graceful and Elegant Pebble Hooktip
One of my favourites, The Spectacle (for obvious reasons)
(a new one for me)
Poplar Hawk doing a Good Impression Of Being A Buffalo
Another Poplar Hawk
Glaring and a Bit Cross, I felt. Perhaps she didn't appreciate being put on a Waitrose Menu Card to have her photo taken....
Right, that's it for now. It's not a Moth Box Night tonight, which is a Good Thing because I am Knackered. A combination of all this heavy heat coupled with getting up at Stupid O'Clock to Bring Moths In over the last month or so. Fortunately, L is now on hols so we have no need to tumble out of bed at 6.30 (except, of course, that M is still at work so the dreaded alarm will continue to ping regardless of my sleepiness factor).
Have a peaceful night all,