While doing a spot of garden maintenance just now (4.00pm) I was cleaning out pump filters and up to my armpits in pond water. A large fritillary (my immediate thought was Silver-washed) flew around my head and over the fence, never to return...
Now if I spark up the barbecue, perhaps it will be enticed back by the aroma of veggie sausages and prosecco!
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