We've been away down in Oxfordshire, scarcely able to crawl around the gently beautiful countryside because of the sweltering, drowsy weather. At last the summer has come good, and in style. I have recorded my first three instances of the traditional British response after more than five hours of unbroken sunshine: "Ooh, it's a bit too hot."
Butterflies were dancing around everywhere, which makes another nice change. And not just real-life ones. Here, above,is by far the most colourful I saw: a tribute to one of our loveliest UK species in the name of a canal barge. I know that's cheating, but the colours are worthy of the actual insect.
Two other sights from the canal, just north of Oxford: a barge named after a moth, right, and a little further towards Lower Heyford, the vivid, electric blue damselfly, above, on the adjacent river Cherwell. It was one of half-a-dozen darting about below the bridge at Shipton.
This weather can go on for ever, so far as I am concerned.
Butterflies were dancing around everywhere, which makes another nice change. And not just real-life ones. Here, above,is by far the most colourful I saw: a tribute to one of our loveliest UK species in the name of a canal barge. I know that's cheating, but the colours are worthy of the actual insect.
This weather can go on for ever, so far as I am concerned.
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