TOWIE WOWIE

I took Fizz for a walk. I couldn’t take her with me this morning, it would have been too dangerous. There were busy roads to cross and although we were only hunting for a Small Skipper there was always the chance that we could run  into a Large one.

So, getting pics of the Small Skipper this morning was amazing but an Essex Skipper on the same day, what are  the chances of that happening?

C’mon Poochy we’ve got games to play.

While she was sucking her ball and resting in the shade I took a little stroll up the track to see what I might find.

The thing is you don’t just have to find these Butterflies, you have to get close enough to photograph them and from the right angle. It is not always as easy as I make it look.

(in fact a bit of luck sometimes comes into it as well)

This Butterfly was a lot easier to approach than the last one. I don’t think that this was her first hit on the old Hog Weed juice, if you know what I mean. Probably about her eighth. Practically nothing was going to drag her away from the bar. Nice to see a happy Butterfly 🙂

So here is our Essex. Black tips to the underside of the antennae, that is 100% Essex.