I have got a new camera. Someone may have noticed. Perhaps not. This time I am going to look after it. No incidents with ponds or compost bins or tarmac. Honestly, I am going to try really hard to keep it safe. It has a brand new, pristine, case and it will live in my work bag. Admittedly these are less than Operating Theatre conditions, but marginally better than residing in my pocket alongside associated string, half eaten humbugs, tissues, labels, seeds and mud. This spotless camera will only be taken out when absolutely necessary. For example, when I want to take a photograph.
Linaria purpurea, the Purple Toadflax, shamelessly spreads itself about, popping up here, there and everywhere. In Lavinia’s Garden of Renegades it is very much at home. On Friday, a day blessed by both sun and warmth, a beautiful Red Admiral landed for perhaps his last feast before hibernation. By the time I had rummaged in my bag, found my camera amongst the cornucopia of very important stuff that lives there and returned, it had got bored of posing and flown to its next feeding station. So, I’m afraid you will have to use your imagination. Just squint up your eyes and place a hypothetical butterfly on the first flower. This may well be happening a lot.