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Showing posts with label Orange Tip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Orange Tip. Show all posts

Saturday, 19 May 2012

"Play it, Sam. Play .... "



"You played it for her, you can play it for me," and "If she can stand it, I can! Play it!"

You must remember this...

Humph never ever said 'play it again Sam', so I thought I might... Play it again Orange Tip (Sam).

Been too busy to blog(?), and lots of catching up to do but here are some images of the male Orange Tip, interestingly I haven't seen any for the past week or more, just as well I got in while I could. In fact been very, very quite the last week or so;






Sunday, 6 May 2012

Blame Stanley Kubrick for an Orange

"Welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, welly, well. To what do I owe the extreme pleasure of this surprising visit? "... a quote from the film a Clockwork Orange! I'll have to stop this.

Before we start I've thrown in an image of the cherry blossom at my front door, which is a magnificent sight while it is out and this year, so far, it hasn't been decimated by wind and rain. What is interesting is I found a small seedling growing in the gravel one year, probably having passed through the body of a blackbird or something. I put it in a plant pot and to my surprise it survived and grew. Two years later I planted it in the back garden and now have a prunus tree about 20 feet high, which is used by all the birds as they come in to the feeders in the garden and offers them some protection from the marauding Sparrowhawks.

I am even more surprised because this prunus tree has white blossom, the display not quite the match of the pink blossom on the tree at the front – but surprise of surprises – unlike the pink blossom, the back garden tree fruits! Last year I had quite a crop of cherries which I left a few days longer to ripen only to be cleared out in 48 hours by the birds... I didn't mind too much but I wont be so generous this year! I only ate about 30 masen! It did however bring a female blackcap into the garden to feed on the cherries.

I am fortunate at this time of year having Orange Tip butterflies on my doorstep, so needless to say I have been keeping a keen eye out on this species. The idea that butterflies drift about mindlessly on the wind is seriously put to ridicule with the male Orange Tip. He searches up and down the edges of hedgerows and woodland copses for a female with which to mate, rarely taking the time to alight and rest or feed.

As for 'fluttering about' these male Orange Tips could easily give Usain Bolt a run for his money, direct in their pursuits – I have now learned not to even try to keep up with them. I plonk myself on known areas and 'sit' in the middle and wait, in this way I can cover 360 degrees; eventually one will turn up patrolling the edge of the woodland or hedgerow.

Any 'white' butterfly may draw my attention and also seem to come in for some grief, as the male Orange Tip attempts to ensure the territory is his and his alone and actively pursues usurpers. While I have watched him doing this, three Speckled Wood rise into the air in some sort of twisted aerial combat again fighting over territory and females.

While on the subject of fighting – I have posted another image of the Typhoon that come in down the flight path locally, primarily because this one is fully 'suited and booted' with all the armaments pods loaded – I hope he doesn't lose one on approach or Preston might be getting a new ring road!

The Common Sandpiper was taken early one morning at Newton Marsh.

Male Orange Tip
Cherry blossom
Speckled Wood – worth a second look, now look again
Suited and Booted Typhoon
Common Sandpiper

Now like the male Orange Tip, I have been looking out for a female Orange Tip – she's the one without any orange and is easily confused with other white butterflies – my searches led to a Green Veined White, but telling the difference without seeing the underside is problematic (for me anyway). However, if I could find a female Orange Tip and follow her, I was hoping a male Orange Tip would do the same. They have been far fewer than the males and appear later, a few weks after the males.

After many days and hours I did indeed find a female. Following her at a discrete distance, they don't like you getting too close, I ducked and weeved ('arry) until hope beyond hope, she ran into a male Orange Tip. Settling on a Blackberry bramble the male was clearly interested. Trying to get close and trying to get in position for photos for what I knew would be a limited opportunity meant the sun was 'against' me but provided opprtunity for some interesting lighting.

The male was clearly beside himself and excited to see her and I was anticipating mating to take place – however I am fairly certain the photos show the female was not interested and had a headache, indeed her posture is one of refusal. I didn't see any mating occur. Perhaps one of you better informed than masen can let me know in the Comments – I'd be pleased to hear from anyone.

So there we are, 'not mating', and I do quite like the images I have posted – so if you are wondering what the circles are in the background they are a 'watermark' in a small way to protect the images from being used or reproduced without my permission (images of Orange Tip are fairly common but 'not mating' less so)  –  I hope they don't interfere with your ability to view the photos.

A couple of images are included because I like the image and as this female was settling on daisies I have attempted to include one about life-size to demonstrate the others are close-up details, note the yellow pollen on the hairs of the butterfly... and as the male Orange Tip fly back and forth, like an automated mechanical wind-up toy.... just like clockwork!

Enjoy. As always, double-clicking an image provides larger image and slideshow.

Female Orange Tip
Can be difficult to distinguish from other white butterflies
Female Orange Tip – underside of the wing


Male Orange Tip finds a mate
Female 'not interested' pose
Perseverance
'I have a headache'
just 'sod off'
about actual size



Tuesday, 17 April 2012

More like it

(two posts in ONE day!)

My trip to Knott End on a high tide turned out to be almost a complete waste of time; I saw virtually nowt – a Red Breasted Merganser going east but too far out to photograph. As a consequence I popped down to the ferry to see if the Black Redstart was about or anything was in the estuary – fat chance! However my knowledge of Gulls is non-existent and my foray only demonstrates my complete ignorance. I think somebody had perhaps been 'chip throwing', either way a few Gulls were in front of the car park so I thought I might take some reference photos that may come in useful in years to come (are you sure?).  I also saw it as an opportunity to practice flight photography – again a complete waste of time (much to learn), out of about 50 images I think these three are the only ones in focus; they do nevertheless demonstrate the variation in plumage in the various ages.

So desperate was I that I decided to call in further down the coast; I wont say exactly where due to the time of year and the sensitivity of a schedule 1 bird – the Barn Owl. (Send me a private message if you wish and I'll let you know). It did however take me completely by surprise. You can't have too many photos of Barn Owls so here are a few more. Not great as the light was failing (any excuse... but you know the score by now).













Back on my own patch, if you have viewed this blog in the past, you will know I have a penchant for flying things (for some reason I don't understand either!)... The sun 'in the wrong place' allowed me the archetypal image of the resident Mute Swan – so here are two. And having spotted a male Orange Tip frist on 4 April I managed to capture this image in a favoured spot I frequent; the local Mallards had nine young, freshly out of the nest (no photo)

Wednesday, 27 April 2011

Berttie Bassett's All Sorts

A selection of images from the last week or so, the wind has got up and most of the blossom has been blown away, a few butterflies from my patch and on three separate days I had a female mallard with 7, 11 and 14 young respctively, only a day or so old. I have a blackbird nesting in the back garden and one under my bedroom window, they have tried in the past unsuccessfullty with the number of 'domestic' cats and magpies hereabouts. I think the cats will be the greatest threat this year. (Last year the nestbox was left with 14 Blue Tit fledglings dead after the parents failed to continue feeding and I can only assume the parents were no longer alive). New birds have tried this year.... early days.
Cherry blossom – now all too soon blown away

Speckled Wood

Male Orange Tip

Male Orange Tip

Ma Mallard

Aaahhh

Comma

The Family bar dad! 
Another aaahhh

Speckled Wood

Bee on Lion's teeth flower

Female Blackbird sitting tight, in the back garden

Rodaside Bluebells – Ours or Spanish, I don't know

Male Reed Bunitng – Carr House Green Common

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Chaff Chiff and some

Orange Tip (male) 30 May 2010

Orange Tip, male, 3 June 2010

Chiffchaff (10 April 2011)

Chiffchaff

Chiffchaff

Grey Wagtail (male)

Grey Wagtail (male)

Lapwing
'The Fells' for my antipodean chums – a man-made landscape

Oystercatchers on their breeding grounds
(well this one isn't but you know what I mean!)

My first Swallows of the year, photographic evidence only m'lud.
Just recently I have seen two Orange Tip butterflies, again it seems early for them, or maybe I just haven't seen them before this early. What I have always noticed about Orange Tips is they appear to fly very purposefully, wherever they are going and keeping up with them is darn near impossible, so no pictures, instead two from last year. (To think I am out-paced by a bleedin butterfly and me an ex sub two minute 800 mtr man – I guess it comes to us all, strange but true!)

Not the best of weekends but hey that's the same for most of us, some good, some not so good, nevertheless, checking up on the Grey Wagtails, I was in the right place at the right time (only because of the sheer amount of time I spend there and see nothing) a Chiffchaff came to say hello. I'm not sure who was the most surprised. Thick in the Willow scrub, I think he's cocking his head at the sound of the camera shutter, annoyingly something I cannot silence. I say 'he' as he seems to be doing all the singing but around here it's more chaff chiff than chiff chaff!

The male Grey Wagtail was on station and here are yet more images. (I hope you are not too bored dear reader, different views, front, back side etc and some are self indulgent 'cos I like them, after all it is my blog! Sorry).

The evening found me having a rush of blood and driving up the fells towards Abbeystead for a change of scenery and recce a couple of locations for coming days. I dread to think how busy it had been during the day, but only a couple of grockles left on the roads and playing in the stream. A Mistle Thrush was close by, clearly collecting food.

I saw my first Swallow of the year, second third, fourth in fact seven in total. Oystercatchers were in the air and calling as were the Lapwings. Too many stupid pheasants on the road and masses of rabbits. The highlights were a brief glimpse of what I think was a Merlin, first in a tree and then as it flew off – a wonder I didn't put the car in the roadside ditch as I was on a single track road and going downhill! And stopping on the bridge over a stream, don't ask me which one, a Dipper bobbed up and down before flying off downstream. I parked up and spent twenty minutes in hope but the sun was setting and there was no further sign of it... there's always another day. Or is that fat lady I can see?