Nothing to do with soiled under garments, but elusive little butterflies in the wind. For several years i couldn't find a Green Hairstreak to save my life, but with the expert guidance of the members of the original Dorset Wildlife Papparazzi (you know who you are), i gradually learned how to adjust my eyesight to macro when searching for these masters of camouflage. Now,, a few years on, and i have lots of digital Hairstreak memories, but i'll never forget those few frustrating years. These aren't the best shots, because i had the wrong lens on. AGAIN! HHH.
Sunday, 11 May 2014
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