Being something of a lepidopterist on the quiet I stepped forward in order to rescue what I identified as a Lime Hawk Moth, a large and beautiful creature. After a bit of cat and mouse stuff amongst the chairs I had it gently cupped in my hands and I headed for the open window. Much better to take charge and secure a rescue than have somebody squish it, I thought.
Out of the window it went and flew down, skimming the grass as it got its bearings. Enter stage left - two blackbirds swooped into view and a moment later my lovely moth was a mouthful of chick feed. Ah well, I tried.
The food chain................. don't you just love it :)
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work Mr Burr ;-)
ReplyDeleteNice story Dave but don't you think it's about time that you told another? Go fishing or summat if you are lacking material or are low of spirit.
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Bit grumpy of late Conrad. I can't get interested in scratching about on the river at the moment but I've got a few days guiding on the lower Wye next week, that might give me something to talk about.
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