June 26, 2011

As the temperature rises, butterflies are out in profusion. The flowering Thistles along the Bure were especially attractive this morning. Large numbers of Small Tortoiseshells were accompanied by Meadow Browns , Large and Silver Spotted Skippers. Along the lanes Ringlet Butterflies emerge from their Bramble nurseries and the Speckled Wood basks near the Railway Bridge.

Welcome return of rain

June 26, 2011

The return of rain in June has been welcome and much needed. The local flora which had become dormant and parched during May has sprung back to a wholesome green. The arrival of the wild Mallow flowers has coincided with a second flush of Dandelion and those small spires of the village garden favourite, toadflax. Not the most inspiring name but a plant which is appreciated by bees. This is particularly the case for the Common Carder Bee. This is a member of the bumble bee family, albeit a more subtle fur of orange, russet and dark brownish black. I understand that the “carder” in the name is related to it’s habit of removing hair form plants to line it’s nest.

Midsummer Deer

June 26, 2011

For the last four weeks the Roe Deer have been keeping a low profile. The group has dispersed, although on occasion the sandy doe is accompanied by the young buck, the majority of the time she can be seen on her own. This is preparation for giving birth in seclusion. As usual it is the ears that give her away in the ripening barley. Always alert she will monitor your progress along the railway line until she decides that you are safely out of the way. This is not always the case – a couple of weeks ago I caught a combination of young pheasant poults and the Roe doe wholly unawares. They sprang out from the fence line in unison and made their way to safety towards keeper’s Wood. The doe was the first to regain her composure and, having decided that she has a sufficient gap, recommenced grazing – panic over.

Sukebind Scent

June 11, 2011

This morning I walked through a lens of scent which was suspended in mid-air. The Woodbine or Wild Honeysuckle is at its peak. The vines bind an Ash and an Oak together in a cloud of sweet scent. This scent is transient and is seems to be at it’s strongest when the morning sum hits the dew-covered flowers in the morning. The light summer breeze pulls the scent down wind, but the cloud seems to retain a foothold on the source bloom.

It reminded me of that sign of summer in Cold Comfort Farm when.. “The Sukebind (was) hanging heavy from the wains…”. This is the peak of the year and all we need is more rain.

Elsewhere in the Village the Albertine Rose at the Old Post Office and others continue to contribute their own fragrance. At the other end of the spectrum I recalled the contribution from Street Farm when it housed the herd of pigs.