After a few days of lousy weather Fizz and I woke up this morning to blue skies. We quickly decided it was a good day to visit the woods and it was.
We were heading into the forest but we wanted to just rush past the first plantation and get to the native woodland today. So heads down off we went until we saw a Beech tree, then we took our blinkers off and slowed the pace.
There was no chance of a photograph it happened very quickly but he was close and we had a good look at him. He took off along a track that led into the forest so we followed him, slowly and quietly.
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I am fond of this beetle I used to see lots of them in my wood where they would collect Rabbit pellets. It is supposed to favour cow pats but I didn’t used to have any cows.
Just a few steps down the path I found another one.
Some had even been trodden on, someone had walked this path before me. There were so many of them and I have never seen anything like this. I am guessing that the sudden nice weather had something to do with it.
I haven’t started yet. Okay , bark first.
“I eat chicken and play ball. Have you got it yet?”
Wow! We got out on the track and there were beetles everywhere.
They eat their own weight in dung every day and help to clean up after us. It sounds impressive but they don’t weigh very much.
So we walked out of the forest. There is a joke that Fizz and I like to do. It is an old joke but it’s a good one. There is this place where we rest on the way back. she climbs on the stacks and I take the pictures.
This is the weird thing, as soon as we entered the plantation, no beetles. Turn around and walk twenty steps, hundreds of beetles, a plague of beetles. Back into the plantation, nothing, no life.
These beetles eat dung. The larvae feed on dung and the adults feed on dung.
I am not having a dig at plantations here, I just can’t understand why the type of tree makes a difference.