I walk every morning before breakfast, usually just a short loop up to the church, past the pond to feed the mallards and moorhens and then home. Occasionally I need to go food shopping and I take the opportunity to walk up through Little Switzerland.
The toboggan field appears to be managed as a wild flower meadow for the last few years. Approached across the stream through a small woodland, the field is bordered by a mixed hedgerow near to the path and a pond under trees in the top right hand corner. Otherwise it is surrounded by arable farmland.
Mid summer it will be alive with the call of grasshoppers but for now it's just coming to life with a few butterflies, bees and lots of hovering flies. Swathes of buttercups and various grasses, with patches of veronica and promise of flowers to come. I was delighted to find Yellow Rattle in one corner and wonder if the owner has sown it deliberately.
I saw a small blue butterfly, too quick for a photo or proper identification. I think my challenge for this year will be getting to grips with butterflies. There was a large dark one in the distance towards the wood and shade. The size and directness of flight reminiscent of a red admiral but it could have been anything!
If I had known then what I know now
I would have started this diary years ago
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