An afternoon walk. All sorts of odd things – starting off with the ladybird larva and aphids demonstrating ‘biological control’, a speckled wood to add to my butterflies, a moth that I think is a Mother Shipton (‘named for forewing pattern, thought to resemble witch-like profile of the legendary Mother Shipton’ – I would have got a better angle but someone had put a comedy ditch where my foot was expecting to land), a Silver Y, a noshing damselfly, a harvestman and a buzzard in his favourite tree. Red and black froghoppers were everywhere today.
[Mother Shipton: England’s most famous Prophetess. She foretold the fates of several rulers within and just after her lifetime, as well as the invention of iron ships, the Great Fire of London in 1666, and the defeat of the Spanish Armada. … Soon she was known as Knaresborough’s Prophetess, a witch.]
