It has been painfully hot here. My garden has had to fend for itself, as going out in the sunshine has been impossible. Luckily we are on holiday and can sleep the heat of the day away and get up before dawn, open up the house and let in a breath of cool air.
My moth trap has been on almost every night and a wonderful range of visitors has appeared to be sorted over in the pearly morning light before the sun races up over the hedge.
I have been trapping for more than 10 years now and I never cease to be amazed by the diversity and beauty of the moths that I find and how they vary with the seasons. I have identified more than 160 species of moths just in my back garden over the years and 67 species this year so far. Every time I open the trap there is a possibility that I will find a moth that is a totally new record for me and that is a real thrill. I send all my records into my local wildlife society on line and it surprising how under recorded French papillon du nuit (butterflies of the night) are.
The photo at the top is a lovely large emerald that fluttered out of the trap onto the lawn.
And this beast is a privet hawk moth.
As they say in the film credits “no animal was hurt in the making of this blog” and all these gifts of the night fly away after identification.
Who knows who will arrive tonight?