Taking a liking for the strap like leaves of an Iris, I snapped this shot. Good rule that, take photo from distance then at least you have a record. But I had to get closer. I moved, it flew off. It landed, I moved, off it flew again. This was becoming a farce, this man of iron will was being mocked by a butterfly. How come in all these glossy Butterfly Books, a pin sharp double page photo of butterflies look fabulous? BR in a small back garden couldn't even get a half descent shot, and the wind was blowing the leaves. These two were taken at x24 and hand held, don't think David Bailey has anything to worry about.
But it was fun, but not as good a photo as I got in June at Sand Point below.
And finally in my last blog entry, I mentioned Julie in the photo was with child. Well last night that child was without. Alexander Christopher, 8lb 10oz, was born at 23.45. Mum and baby doing well apparently. No mention of dad Craig, presumably he's down the pub having a rest. A welcome addition to the Cambois population in the fair county of Northumberland. Congratulations to them.
Creases in your socks! I can't tell you how many times I have chased butterlies in my garden. Chasing the blighters around. Speckled wood's are bad but blimin painted ladies are even worse and as for brimstones (no comment!). Moth course this Saturday morning put on by Steve at DWT (if you are free) let me know if you are interested in coming. Jane
ReplyDeleteI can relate to your experience with the butterflies. I've been thwarted by many of them. Especially the whites. Following them all over and do they land? No way! Still hopeful though.
ReplyDeleteBabby just dipped on Golden Oriole and Marsh Warbler on the doorstep this spring...Congrats! :)
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