Thinking back to the day itself, Pauline and Wurzel, I came away believing I had only photographed males - it was only going through the shots later on that any doubt crept into my mind. I saw a female today at Bookham, and comparing that one and the definite female I saw at Shipton the other week, I reckon you're right: the females are a much brighter shade of orange.
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I'm just not used to seeing so many males down nectaring - it's been a very odd season for them.
I'll have to check that Adonis variety out, Wurzel - I know I've seen a few like that before. There are minor abs everywhere you look!
5th August was spent travelling up to see my sister in Yorkshire. With the impending heatwave forecast, I was pleased to be heading for more temperate weather, and generally it was cooler and cloudier up there.
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Thursday 6th August, despite initially cloudy skies I drove out to Kiplingcotes, the old chalk pit reserve near Market Weighton. As I had anticipated, it was bright and warm enough for butterflies to be flying, and towards the end of the time I spent there the sun did make an appearance.
As usually happens, my walk down from the car park was accompanied by Speckled Woods and a few Green-veined Whites.
I wondered if there would still be a few Marbled Whites still flying with the many Gatekeepers and Meadow Browns, and there were, though they were very worn.
There were good numbers of Common Blues, initially just roosting but prompted into basking and flight by any brightness.
I looked in vain for Brown Argus amongst them, and also for Small Coppers - both species I have seen here at this time of year in the past. I did however come across a Small Heath.
Peacocks were everywhere - good to see them again as they have all but disappeared into hibernation at home.
When the sun appeared, so did a Brimstone - avidly nectaring every moment the sun was out and seeking cover as soon as cloud obscured it.
I chatted to a fellow enthusiast who had taken the bus from York to Market Weighton to get here: he asked me whether I'd seen any Essex Skippers as he'd heard they had expanded their range into the area. I then set about looking more closely at all the skippers flying which I had routinely dismissed as Small. Fairly quickly, I found one that seemed comparatively fresh and luckily it obliged with a few suitable poses.
Quite clearly, this was an Essex Skipper. I have to say it felt odd to reckon this as a significant find when I was seeing dozens of them at home only a few weeks back. There were Small Skippers as well of course.
Naturally there was the obligatory small but attractive moth to be identified...
Last of all, amidst the many Meadow Browns flying I found one that opened up long enough for a photo. A good thing really, as it seemed to be a very dully-marked individual with the orange markings replaced by a yellow-buff colour.
They vary hugely, but it may still have a name...
Dave