And of course, Mary has reminded me (thank you) that moth scales show refracted colour from their surface structure, not pigment as such. Which is why old and damaged scales which collect in moth traps, look greyish brown…
From Alison: ” Last night Eric & I saw a recently fledged (presumably) Barn Owl in the village. It had been born in an owl box put up by a neighbour right in the village itself, with the box sited on a large tree bordering one of the roads. It had already been found in the road a week or so ago and rescued. Eric & I saw it sitting on top of its box making the eerie noise a barn owl makes. It watched us looking at it before flying off down to the road surface a few metres in front of us. It took off again and flew around a corner before, presumably, returning to its box. What a treat, not only to know that we have a Barn Owl living so close to us, but also to see its young and have such a close encounter. I will notify the Barn Owl Trust.”
Thanks Alison for sharing that and what I find so interesting is that the box has been used in that kind of location. I’m hoping to put one up near the top of Stara Woods where it is more open.
One of the most successful ‘citizen science’ surveys, the count actually started on the 19th July but carries on until August 11th so there’s plenty of time to take 15 minutes off and settle down somewhere nice to count the butterflies. I’ve seen the first of the late summer Holly Blues this morning. Always worth repeating counts at previous locations to compare from year to year but so much depends on the weather. But we need to get our area included!
“Whilst looking at our garden pond fish last Friday, I was greeted by the largest Grass Snake I have ever seen, a good three foot long, swimming along the edge of the pond and in the process of catching one of our frogs. Eric, of course, thought this was wonderful, but those of you who know of my complete phobia for all things slithery will understand that, whilst I am pleased to think that this magnificent specimen of the species exists, I would rather it was in someone else’s garden! It dropped the frog when Eric went up to it & disappeared into the undergrowth beyond the pond. Needless to say, I shall not be doing any weeding in that area. No doubt it will have re-appeared to try to catch the poor frog who got away…!” Pete’s just said that he completely understands; even a slow worm is a little too much for him. But a photograph would be amazing….?