As I was getting into my car yesterday I was surrounded by fluttering butterflies.
I slowly grabbed my phone and waited for them to land.
The Painted Lady butterflies seemed to be attracted by the colourful Pyracantha bush
with its fire orange berries and by the decaying plums,
left unpicked on the overhang of our neighbours tree
(I have since been told they are Red Admiral's!?)
I had meant to ask them if I could pick them as they were bursting with ripeness two weeks ago. I did pick a few that were hanging my side out of sight of their eyes. Naughty!!
Now I wish I had picked more as it appears they are not admired or appreciated my the neighbours at all. The butterflies are obviously very pleased.
I counted nine in all!
As I drove away from the house, I spotted the changing leaves
on the Japanese Maple in our road side garden, so I backed up and shot these
... then on the way home I saw this neat little cottage with a real red door. Love it.
and a blood red Begonia after the rain.
