Many damselflies are about on the dried earth track along the water's edge; clouds of common blue damselflies being scared up by my indelicate steps, while male banded demoiselles were engaging in aerial scraps over the metallic green females over the lily pads. However, the only dragonfly I saw was a brown hawker over the River Devon on the early stages of my run.
Hot summer days along this stretch of water always bring out the butterflies, and riverside thistles and ragwort were attracting lots of small skippers - having a good season by the looks of things - meadow browns and ringlet.
No peacock second flighters are about as of yet, but I was pleased to see my first comma of the year, its crimson-orange colour unmistakeable even at a distance, as it fluttered along under the bypass.
It had been a long 8 miles, and I felt the can of Barr's "Tropicoola" at the end was well deserved!
All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 10.07.15
|Focus fail again, damn phone|
|Meadow brown again, enjoying a drink|
|Not a butterfly magnet yet, but it will be|
|Late night visitors; a magpie moth!|
|And a riband wave|