Apologies for the scant blogging - a combination of summer torpor (my brain's inclined to estivate) and the latest crisis in the ongoing saga of my mother's health, or rather her old age. As a result of the latter, I was called away to the Bucks-Oxon border yesterday to look after her overnight. While there, I was rewarded, at 5 o'clock this morning, by one of the most breathtakingly beautiful morning skies I have ever seen, and, a little later, on the platform of a commuter station, by the sight of a Marbled White butterfly. Life, that wondrous mysterious surprising thing, goes on. Of course.
You're ok Nige, the problem is when one's brain both estivates and hibernates.
ReplyDelete..and the worst of all is when it festivates in a noisy field in Somerset.
ReplyDeleteI hope your mother is perhaps a bit better now. I didn't read this till this evening, having already thought that the best part of today was meeting a Marbled White earlier on (recorded here). Stunning. You describe so well the only response that really matters.
ReplyDeleteIt's kind how sometimes nature lays a gentle hand even on our roughest days.
ReplyDeleteThis may not be the way you like to see your butterflies but I thought it might interest you. There was an interview with David Bellamy in a Times supplement (behind paywall probably) earlier this week about this butterfly conservation project:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.butterflyworldproject.com/
Bellamy's a wonderful man.
He is indeed Gaw - also local to where I live. Indeed he was instrumental in releasing trout fry (are they called fry?) into the Wandle here...
ReplyDeleteThanks to all - and Mark, a wonderful piece of synchronicity!
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