Through the dark night a butterfly flits, grey and green, not a moth. Looking for night-time flowers, like night scented stock.
The ghostly wings drop tiny scales, dusting the flowers with small droplets of white and grey.
Wings like snowflakes, flying through the cold dark, settling in a crevice at dawn. Sleeping till sunset arrives again….
This was on the back door this morning. Resplendent in red and black, this is a Burnet moth I think. The black wings had little red patches on them. I couldn’t get a good photo because the light from outside was making it difficult to see the moth properly.
I feel lucky that we are finding such beauty in our garden.
This tiny bat was flitting around the back of the village hall last night. I know they are fuzzy photos but all I can say is we watched it for about ten minutes. I think it was a pipistrelle bat. It was hard to get a clear shot because it was moving so fast.
There were a few moths about and I think it was trying to catch them. I wish I had a bat detector. It transforms the high pitched call of a bat into a clicking sound you can hear.
Anyway that’s what happened last night. No vampires were harmed taking these photos. X
Everyone draws butterflies but I decided to try and draw a moth. This is based on an Angle shades moth. I haven’t got it right, but I tried.