Down Snitterfield Bushes

I’ve not had much success in getting out to see butterflies lately, instead I’ve been concentrating on trapping and ID’ing moths. I thought that this was set to continue with the recent arrival of baby number 2. Twitter brought me news that there were two guided walks run by Butterfly Conservation Warwickshire nearby, one in Snitterfield Bushes on Wednesday and the other near Draycote village on Saturday. As I’m on paternity leave I’d initially thought there was no chance I’d be allowed able to go. But I had managed to get well ahead on the household chores and asked if it was ok to go fifteen minutes before the required departure time. Permission granted, bag packed, escape imminent. Then the midwife rolled up, normally I would attend to the older boy while the midwife checked out the baby. Luckily this wasn’t required and I was free to go. I quickly went before any minds were changed.

I jumped in the car and headed off towards Stratford, there were loads of butterflies at the sides of the roads so we were bound to see a few at Snitterfield.

Having rushed out I was fairly poorly clothed for a wander round woodlands and meadows. Shorts and tee-shirt with bright yellow trainers were not the standard outfit amongst the rest of our party. Not being a keen follower of any sort of fashion, this was the proverbial water off of the duck’s back. The weather was pretty good, I’d just have to remember not to bash through any brambles and look out for nettles.

There were tonnes of butterflies on show. Keith and Mike, our guides for the walk, were great at telling us what they were and showing us where to look. Butterflies spotted were: Meadow Brown, Ringlet, Silver Washed Fritillary, Purple Hairstreak, Gatekeeper, Small Skipper, Essex Skipper (I think, though not 100% certain what the final verdict was on this one), Marbled White, Large White, Small Tortoiseshell, Speckled Wood and a Comma. Some moths were out too including a Hummingbird Hawk, Six Spot Burnets and Shaded Broad-Bar. It was great you didn’t have to try hard to see butterflies, it was a great trip out.

 

 

Silver Washed Fritillary (stalking a meadow brown?)

Large Yellow Underwing (Moth)

Speckled Wood

Marbled Whites

Small Skippers

Shaded Broad-bar (moth)

Meadow Brown

Six Spot Burnet (moth)

For the Skippers the area to look out for is the unsderside of the tips of their antennae. If they are all black then they are Essex Skippers, if not then they are Small Skippers (far more common). Good luck telling them apart or even getting them to sit still long enough for a picture.

Like Cinderalla I had to leave the ball early as I had promised to be home in time for lunch. Keith let me know that I would miss one of the highlights on the second half of the walk – White Admirals! Something to look forward to next time.

As a side note I would like to add that upon arrival back home I was locked out of the house and my wife and the two little ones were both sound asleep. I could see her sleeping from the rear windows of the house. I sat in the garden for the best part of an hour before getting let in. But at least I got out at all, I wasn’t expecting to see a dozen or so species in one morning. Cracking day out.

No eggs, loads of moths

Easter Sunday morning – as a boy I’d be dead keen on gobbling up the eggs, now that I’m a wee bit older I get no chocolate eggs in the morning but now I can rush down the stairs to see what moths are in the trap. By rush, I mean it took me quite a team to change the boy’s nappy, feed him, feed myself and eventually get out there. I know I’ve got to speed up this routine or they’ll cook in the summer.

Anyway there was a moth bonanza (for me anyway today). There were seven Early Greys, 2 Hebrew Characters (new species for me), a Muslin and a funny little moth I couldn’t find in the book that may have been a larger micro. The small moth flew off when I went to take it’s photo.

Above is the Hebrew Character from the side and from the front (doing it’s best impression of a mole). The moth gets it’s name from the markings on the wing, apparently just like on of the letters of a foreign alphabet. Don’t ask me to name the language – Jewish, Hebrew, Yiddish – I have no idea!

Whilst the above are next to useless for ID purposes, I’m enjoying taking some portrait style pictures of the moths. The Muslin is on the left, I think it’s the same fellow as last night, and one of the Early Greys is on the right.

After rummaging about on next to the moth trap before taking the moths off to the undergrowth I noticed this moth hiding on the brickwork next to the trap. I’m pretty sure it an Engrailed, please let me know if you think otherwise.

Early Grey 7

Hebrew Character 2

Muslin 1

Engrailed 1

Muslin Moth

After the previous evening’s dismal (and typical) moth trap catch of nil I had reasonably low hopes for last night’s haul (night of 3rd April). Luckily whilst the glass was half empty the moth trap was half full (well not quite but far from empty). After the Early Grey’s appearance the previous weekend another three of them turned up, a Chestnut appeared too and more interestingly, and a new species for me, the Muslin Moth.

My identification book reckoned that this should be around in May-June, but it also described it as being unmistakeable. I’d agree that it is pretty distinctive and checked to a book about Warwickshire moths and sometimes they do pop up earlier in the year, sometimes even late March.

Let me know if you think it’s something else!

Not Good Thursday night for moths but a Good Friday

My parents have come down to visit over Easter for a week or so. It’s a good excuse to go out and do some sight-seeing. In the morning, before heading out for the day, I’d checked the moth trap, hoping to find a few moths. None, it must have been a bit too cold and a bit too windy for them, seems like the spring has not arrived properly yet.

I dragged everyone over to Stratford to have a wander along at the side of the canal and to visit Stratford Butterfly Farm. The butterfly farm was up first as the rain had started when we arrived in Stratford. It was boiling hot in there and there were loads of tropical butterflies to see. My dad proved to be a good lure for one:

The one below was great, most of the wing surfaces were see through.

Still not much in the way of butterflies around, though there were plenty of swans keen to eat bread at the side of the canal.

Early Grey

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!

A happy mother’s day

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

Going on an egg hunt

Early January doesn’t have a lot of butterflies or moths flying around, well not many that can be easily found so when I saw a plea for help from the Warwickshire branch of Butterfly Conservation to count some eggs of the Brown hairstreak I thought I’d lend a hand.

The egg hunt was organised by the Brown Hairstreak Champion for the area: my wife asked how they pick a champion – “Is it the person who finds the most eggs?”. I like to think that that may be the way it’s done but I suspect volunteering and getting picked by a committee might be somewhat closer to the truth.

The hunt took place at Ryton Pools Country Park, a Warwickshire council park that is reasonably near my house. This is the only place in Warwickshire that there is a record of a colony of this butterfly, it’s pretty scarce in this county.  I’d not been to the park before so it was nice to see another local attraction and hopefully some eggs too– I’ll definitely be back.

How do you find a Brown Hairstreak egg? Imagine the proverbial needle in a haystack. Well your fairly close, it may well be harder – you need to find something the size of a pin head in a 100 acre country park! Luckily you can narrow that down to Blackthorn as that’s where the females lay the eggs. Once you find the Blackthorn you’ve got a chance of finding the eggs.

The butterfly places the eggs on relatively young growth on the blackthorn, it seems to like suckers and places the eggs at the junction of new growth, see picture (not one of mine sadly). You have to examine the blackthorn from bottom to about head height, checking both sides and hopefully you’ll find some. To give you some idea of how scarce they are I spent five hours doing this and didn’t find any!

Luckily I got to see some I was shown what to do by some much more experienced people who do this regularly. They showed me some they had found earlier and they found another eight or so eggs whilst I was there. No beginners luck for me this time.

In case you are wondering… the person who found the most eggs was the current West Midlands Champion, maybe my wife was right!