The numbers of butterflies in Highbury Park has drastically fallen since the meadow was cut early. The colder, wetter weather has not helped, either. But on the positive side, it is now being arranged for the cut to always take place later in the season, around the back half of August. It is great news, and shows what can be achieved for nature when we all work together. In celebration, I've posted some photos I snapped before the meadow was cut, and hadn't previously posted.
I rounded the corner – and a gasp of horror escaped my lips. Having been away for a couple of days, I came back to Highbury Park keen to see what changes had been wrought. I love the way that nature is constantly on the move, never standing still. But this time I was bitterly disappointed by what I saw: the beautiful large meadow area had been mown. It is a good month too early, in my opinion, and I am stunned by the decision made by the council to mow right now. The extra mo
Another day, another trip to Billesley Common in a desperate bid to get a photograph of a Marbled White. Luck was not with me, though, as I only saw one, and that was at some distance from me and was flying away. I did get some more shots of Green-Veined Whites, but I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. Seeing some Gatekeepers cheered me, though, as they have not been so abundant this year. There is something indefinable about this fairly small, brilliantly orange bu
It was a strangely silent morning in Highbury Park. The only birds I heard were the Magpies giving their little call to one another, and a Blackbird gave its tick tick tick call as it hopped across the grass, feeding. I can only assume the silence heralds the start of the moult. At this time of year adults shed their old feathers and grow new ones. Rather than wasting energy on singing, they hide away, looking rather dishevelled, until they are ready to emerge fully clothed a
Sunday was a breezy, up and down sort of day, but warm. Butterflies don’t really like overcast, windy days, but I thought it was worth risking a visit to Chinn Brook Meadows, another glorious haven for wildlife that is within walking distance of my home. Those unfamiliar with Birmingham don’t associate it with nature, yet it is full of wonderful gems such as this. Chinn Brook Meadows is a nature reserve where the meadows are only mown annually, in late summer, to encourage th
A single Parakeet flew above me, calling loudly to its pals, as I looked out across Henbury Pond, trying to spy the Moorhen family. As I waited, a tiny Wren scooted past my feet, flitting from one bit of undergrowth to another. Though I stood patiently, I only saw one Moorhen, though – but hopefully all is well with the other adult and their young chick. In the heat, I moved on; though only a little further, to the long grasses in the small meadow area by the trees. I wish I
The Swifts were screaming overhead, giving me their early morning fly by, as I set off on my walk with Scamp. Once at the park, I couldn’t resist stopping for a while by Henbury Pond to watch the damselflies and look out for dragonflies. The pond is looking very pretty right now, as the lily pads have unfurled completely, and the stunning white flowers are in bloom. All around this area are the damselflies. We seem to have more of the brilliant Azure Blue Damselfly this year