Beauty grows in the shadows
There are flowers, both wild and cultivated, in abundance. There has been plenty of rain and an abundance of sun. The purple loosestrife, always covered in bees of all varieties, is in bloom. There are barely any bees to be seen… apart from the odd bumblebee and the two tiny bees that attached themselves to my sleeve today.
With the virus restrictions, I haven’t been able to get around as much as usual, but the hedgerows and garden have always been the place to watch butterflies…there is no need to go far. If the roses, pinks and wildflowers do not call them, the butterflies will always cover the buddleia bushes and they are in full blook. I have spent a lot of time with camera poised, but apart from a cloud of cabbage whites, not one butterfly have I seen. I find that bizarre and rather worrying.
A 2015 survey of British butterflies suggested there had already been “76% of the UK’s resident and regular migrant butterfly species declined in either abundance or occurrence (or both) over the past four decades”. You would have thought that perhaps the reduced vehicle pollution and clearer air would have meant a good year for bees and butterflies, but at least on what I have seen so far, that does not seem to be the case.
I just hope the neat rows of eggs in the Acer belong to a butterfly.