An unexpected day off left me free in the (relative in this heat wave) cool of the morning to wander down to Dunkerton and back. A thrush sang me on my way, and butterflies flitted elusively just beyond the reach of my camera lens. Mostly meadow browns, but I did spot a tortoiseshell enjoying a sunbathe on a nettle. July is insect time!
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"Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow