Tuesday, 6 August 2013


It's August, almost without me realising it, it's time to think about a summer holiday.  We have a few things to do this week, but I think we'll drive off somewhere next week.  I don't know what happened to July.  I have a great calendar that someone bought me for Christmas, with photographs of roundabouts.  Here is July's that I have hardly had a moment to enjoy.

It's described on the caption as 'awesome'.

We have been visited again this month by deer.  I thought they had decided to leave us after I chased them off my gooseberry patch.

And he was here this morning.

But we have had an extraordinary number of butterflies.  And that just after a wildlife warning of declining numbers.  Mind you, I have no idea whether rarer species are in trouble and the vast majority of those here are large whites (which frankly we can do without).  But here's a comma

and a rather nice peacock.


  1. If roundabouts can be called 'awesome', then I guess that one would qualify. It's really annoying that I live in a rural area but seldom see any significant wildlife. I know there are no deer in this part of Wales, but not so much as a fox or a badger do I see. The occasional dead field-mouse that my neighbour's cat kindly brings for me is about it!! LOL. Thankfully there are two major wildlife parks in the area, if I want to see some exotic wildlife. Birds and insects are generally a different matter. I get lots of them, although this year had seen an alarmingly low number of dragonfly and butterfly sightings. Damselflies, though, seem to have doubled in number. Your butterfly shots are beautiful. Let us know where you decide to go on your hols.

    1. I think you're biased about the roundabout, Mitch. There is often something fairly rural going on in the garden, though the neighbourhood cats are still a problem. We had a fairly sizeable slow-worm living in the shrubbery, but I saw a cat out there playing with it. I fear I didn't chase it away in time. They don't seem to know that slow-worms are protected . . .