HANGING AROUND


A bit dull down at Skylarks Nature Reserve this morning.
“Where do all the butterflies go when it’s like this?” I asked Jan.
So she found one for me –
a lovely brimstone hanging upside down, buried in the grasses.

CREEPY CRAWLIES

Trawling through the wildlife archives with one eye on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire.

SMALL SKIPPER WITH BEETLE
RHAGIUM MORDAX LONGHORN BEETLE
SNIPE FLY

A WASP

This is the first Nature picture I ever entered into competition in the FIAP International Salons, on a wing and a prayer really. It was accepted into twelve Salons worldwide and, although it never won any awards, it encouraged me to keep competing.
I still don’t like wasps, though.