It's a pleasant trip out there, through pretty Winthorpe village and the cottage on the level crossing that has loads of house martins nesting in it, and then onto the Trent Valley Way up to the lake.
I've often decried the lake at Winthorpe as being a rather sterile place, maintained solely for the purpose of fishing. And in some ways, it is. But today, the thistles had been allowed to grow wild and tall, and all sorts of life were taking advantage.
There were my first common blue and blue tailed damselflies of the year, both of them silently flying like tiny neon lights and being as ever impossible to photograph with a mobile phone. There were large skippers too, with their wings like furry dart flights.
Meadow browns and ringlets were also plentiful, as were a few gatekeepers. You may remember me writing yesterday that this attractive golden butterfly wouldn't be around for a few weeks yet; I guess my lack of knowledge has been effortlessly exposed.
For not only were they up, they were actually posing for photographs for me! They never do this, they are normally pretty elusive, irritatingly aware of knowing when to fly off just as you press the camera button. Evidence of my ignorance can thus be posted for your amusement.
I just wish I hadn't run home part the sewage farm.
All images and text copyright CreamCrackeredNature 03.07.15
|The martin colony|
|Trent Valley Way|
|Usual terrible damsel shot|
|An even worse one of a blue tailed damsel|
|Beautiful male gatekeeper|
|The well known concrete barge at the lake|
|River Trent on the way home|
|This is a good caterpillar. A bit of a google makes me think it might be a peacock|
|The "other" lock|
|Her garden is a riot of colour today|
|These lilies are stunning|