True to form they were away most of the day - she will need to find the best feeding now in order to get into egg-laying condition - hope they think I made a satisfactory job of cleaning their nests out back in February. They have 2, the original artificial, and one they built last year for their 2nd brood
This morning I stooged off along the cliffs to see what had arrived - well, whatever had, it kept going under the clear skies. There was one Swallow in off the sea, a Garden Warbler singing, and in the top wood at the head of the South Foreland Valley, a male Bullfinch calling - smashing. Out to sea all was calm and misty, making this jack-up rig on it's way down channel look a bit spooky
When I got home I checked out the moth-trap, again the fine clear night not on my side, just 3 Hebrew Characters, and this new moth for me - I've checked and re-checked it, Tony, and I believe it really is a Streamer. The book says it gets it's name from the marking on the wing which streams away from the blob on the forewing leading edge - not the best pic ever of a moth, sorry
As I type this the trap is again alight and, as its cloudy - fingers crossed for tomorrow
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