The air was warm and the tiny hint of rain in the air that had misted my face every now and again had not long disappeared when I saw it: a tiny flutter of bright orange amongst the solid green of dense undergrowth. Was it just a dead leaf? No, it was my first Comma spot of the year!
All excited, and with a big grin on my face, I pulled out my camera and got clicking away. I hope you like the shot I chose, which can be seen on the Comma page.
This time of year, the native butterflies are just emerging from hibernation. Yes, some butterflies do live from one summer to the next. Our longest-living native butterfly (making it to around ten months old) is the Brimstone, which hibernates over winter, and is often the first butterfly to emerge, from as early as February or March. By now, April, eye-catching Peacocks have been around for a couple of weeks too, and can often be seen sunning themselves on paths.
As I carried on walking, I paused beneath a tree laden with wonderfully perfumed blossom and heard the constant hum of bees of all shapes and sizes, and some hoverflies too. The place was literally buzzing! This spring seems to be a bumper season for blossom, which can only be good news for our struggling bees.
Beneath the trees, in the dappled sunlight coming through the canopy above, were the nodding heads of Bluebells, yet another favourite of this time of year. This long bank holiday, while I was out and about driving to visit friends, I noticed how the countryside is becoming a riot of yellow, too, as rape fields blanket the land. Spring has well and truly sprung! Hurray!