Second moth of the year caught. This time it wasn’t in the trap but sitting on the ground right next to the trap. It’s an Early Grey, turns out that they don’t often tend to go into the traps. My wife declared that she’d saw quite a few Early Greys but had managed to dye them away!
As noted in previous posts I’ve branched out into moths as well as butterflies, got hold of a moth trap and set out to catch some moths. Needless to say it’s not all that easy to catch moths at the end of winter. In fact I’d saw my first butterfly of the year, a peacock, a week before finally catching a moth.
And what a time to catch a moth, mother’s day… Perhaps the countryside had been stripped of flowers and the moths were looking for alternate places to visit. More likely it’s just the time of the year that they are starting to appear in gardens. Anyway I got my first moth of the year and it was a Chestnut.
From doing a bit of reading and from trial and error what I’ve learnt is that moths are a bit like fair weather golfers. They don’t like the cold and they don’t like the wind. It wasn’t until this weekend that the it’d been warm enough to tempt them out of hiding and that the wind was down enough not to blow them into the next county.
Happy mother’s day one and all!
Species count 2015: 1
