Tuesday, 18 August 2015

The Cute and the Headless

We took a trip to Fontmell Down, stopped at Compton Abbas Airfield for coffee and cake.  There was a few Chalk Hill Blue butterfly and a couple of the Common Blue. 
This is the cute, a Chalk Hill Blue who was quite happy to sit on my finger

This is my attempt to get a picture of a headless cow, if you squint at the picture you can just about see that the cow is headless ;-)  The markings on this cow is quite unusual.

Not quite sure what this fly is, doen't look pretty, quite large.

Mint moth

Thursday, 13 August 2015

I Guess That's Why They Call it the Blues

Elton John's song 'I guess that's why they call it the blues' came to mind when I thinking about the Chalk Hill Blue butterflies at Tout Quarry in Portland.  I have not seen this butterfly for a couple of years and when I did see one, it was just the one, but at Tout Quarry, the Chalk Hills were everywhere, hundreds of them.  I was spoilt for choice photographing this butterfly :-)
I read about Tout Quarry and the butterflies in the Independent recently, it is a disused quarry and is now a nature reserve.  We parked our car at the small car park opposite St George's church and then we took the path that runs alongside Tradecroft Industrial Estate to the quarry.  This quarry also includes a Sculpture Park. 
Chalk Blue on the edge of the cliff, don't worry, I was careful when taking this picture :-)

A pair of Chalk Hill Blues making the next generation

So many of these butterflies, lovely to capture two on a flower 

Like the Adonis Blue, when the butterfly is at a right angle, the light bounces of it's wings.  The flower is Carline Thistle.

A Chalk Hill Blue on the Wild Marjoram, here the light is reflecting off it's wings

I include this picture because that is where we were seeing most of the butterflies, we walked from St George to the Sculpture Park.

Saturday, 18 July 2015

Captured Moment

We went to Edmondsham for a walk through the woodland and wildflower meadow, there was hundreds of butterflies fluttering around particularly on the bramble along the edge of the meadows.  The large number of butterflies was the Gatekeeper, I have never seen so many of these butterflies before and I have visited these meadows now for twenty-one years.  I say meadows in the plural, there has always been one wildflower meadow but it appears that another, a field that we walk through on our way back to the car is slowly becoming a wildflower meadow, it has taken years to go from purely grass to a wildflower meadow.  I hope that is the case as we have lost so many wildflower meadows throughout the UK, 90% I believe.   I have visited a few wildflower meadows in Dorset and when you see them and see them at different stages of flowering it makes you realise what we have lost, such treasures that are pricless.
This is my captured moment, a hoverfly hovering near the flowers of Yarrow

This meadow is dominated by the Betony


Gatekeeper, hundreds of these, they are having one of their best years

Silver-washed Fritillary, I think these are having a good year, I saw four of these today
Marbled White

Skipper, not sure which, not often see these at this meadow, saw two today