The Safari went down to the marshes full of hope but if our intended quarry was still there it was playing flippin hard to get! Nice out there all the same; lots of Curlews and Shelducks on the marsh along with Skylarks singing and a few Oystercatchers.
A couple of Small Tortoiseshells were on the wing hunting down Thistle flowers in the warm muggy conditions.
Back at Base Camp we had a very pleasant hour or so in the garden taking a few snaps of the Violas that Wifey rescued from the 'traumatised' bin at the garden centre.
We grow the Ox-eye Daisies in pots and the flowerbeds not as weeds but as proper ornamental plants.
Which is good because they have attracted this little chap which we're pretty sure is Dichrorampha alpinana, no genital determination but it was disturbed off it;s food-plant the Ox-eye Daisies.
Later we tried to put the moth trap out again but as soon as it was all set up we saw the blackest of black clouds headed our way. We dismantled it and got it back in the garage moments before a clap of thunder and some very heavy rain.
But we have an eye on three weather websites and keep peering out of the bedroom windows and there is a chance it may find its way out of the garage before it gets dark.
Where to next? Might have another bash at the mystery bird for you if there's any neews of it and it hasn't moved on.
In the meantime let us know if there's a rumbling and a flashing in your outback.
Gratuitous...
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