Wednesday, 21 June 2017

Skippers back on the wing and #30 days wild

On the back lane of Banksfield rd is a small haven for insects and butterflies, I have blogged about it before (here).

It's a stretch of land that runs behind the houses, flanked by a banking of shrubs and bracken, overgrown at the moment with grasses and bramble a route often used to walk the dog. The council once a year will cut it all back which keeps the bramble in check, last year they went down with a grass cutter destroying everything ! but it is often used to dump garden waste and anything people can't be bothered to deposes of properly from hovers to bicycles.

I sometimes let moths go here, so I can trap each night without catching the same ones. On my last trip I had noticed there was Hedge Woundwort (Stachys sylvatica) you can get a Woundwort shieldbug on this plant, I had seen them on Countryside Tales blog (HERE), a sheildbug  I have not seen before. I was in luck.....

Hedge Woundwort

Eysarcoris venustissimus Woundwort Shieldbug

Eysarcoris venustissimus Woundwort Shieldbug

Eysarcoris venustissimus Woundwort Shieldbug
After finding these a close inspection of all the plants were in order, the flutter of brown was a nice sighting of Skipper butterflies new on the wing, thanks to Ragged Robin we now know they are Large Skipper.

Green Nettle Weevil

Harlequin Ladybird
Large Skipper male

Large Skipper male
Grove snail


Meadow brown
Speckled wood
Grasses and wildflowers
Hawthorn shield bug
Bombus hypnorum Tree bee
Large Skipper

Large Skipper

Large Skipper
Bombus hypnorum Tree bee

Celypha lacunana Moth

Light Brown Apple Moth Epiphyas postvittana
Just shows you have not to go far to discover amazing insects. 

Tuesday, 20 June 2017

#30 days wild photo treasure hunt.....

I found this list on Pinterest, and thought it would be a good idea for # 30 days wild , life took over so some of the photos are from past years but still in June.
Ragged Robin and Pam were up for joining in.

Ragged robins photos "here" and you can see what Pam has been up to during # 30 days wild "here"
Something fuzzy

Drinker Moth Caterpillar

Two kinds of seeds

Grass seeds
Sheep Sorrel 

Two pieces of man-made titter


fast food

Something straight

Fence posts

Something round


Something smooth

Harlequin ladybird wing casing 

Something rough

Tree bark

Two  different leaves

Something that makes noise


A chewed leaf

Slug eating a dock leaf

A beautiful rock

Something you think is beautiful

Ragged Robin

A pine cone

Something green

Common Emerald Moth (Hemithea aestivaria)

A stick

Buff-tip moth (Phalera bucephala) looks like a stick

Something you think is a treasure

The place were I live

Friday, 16 June 2017

Time lords in Dentdale....

With its narrow, cobbled main street, white-walled cottages and ancient village church, set in a deep, narrow valley, Dent, in Cumbria, is one of the loveliest of Dales villages.,

Passing the Ribblehead viaduct on the Settle to Carlisle railway line you turn of the narrow hill roads to even narrower road, flanked with grasses, bracken and wild flowers. One noted was Bistort (Persicaria bistorta) not one we are use to seeing.

Walking through the cobbled streets of Dent - still known by its old name of Dent Town - you will find an art gallery, blacksmith's shop and a memorial fountain to its most famous son, geologist Professor Adam Sedgwick, 1785-1874. Sedgwick was the Woodwardian Professor of Geology at Cambridge University and one of the great founding fathers of the modern science of geology. He was a friend of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, teacher and later opponent of Charles Darwin and a great benefactor and historian of his native Dentdale.(LINK)

Locals gathered at the edge of the main road to watch the passing traffic

The twelfth century church of St. Andrew contains altar flagstones made from the beautiful black Dent marble, the area's most famous mining export. The working lives and social customs of local people since the sixteenth century - including the 'Terrible Knitters of Dent' - are revealed at the Dent Village Heritage Centre.

 One of the most beautiful Dales villages I have re-visited, lost in time. The last photo is of the cobbled streets that run through the village, at this time of the year it is at it's best, but would be a long bleak place in winter, I would feel trapped by the huge hills touching the sky line on all sides.

If you get chance to catch the train, please take time to get of a Dentdale...