30 Days Wild: 23

Day 23

Day 23 of 30 Days Wild and we are having a day off from the big DIY project. The sun came out too!

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Mr L’s idea of taking a day off included driving round the island’s shops. I took a snap in his offside mirror

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It’s getting a little wild and woolly out there!

The rain reappeared when we went in for lunch but the sun came out to greet us when Mr L brought his mower out. Me, I took the camera around to see how things were doing.

Happily, the mower was able to steer around the Northern Marsh Orchids, of which I can now count ten plants.

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Sadly, the buttercups and daisies have taken a beating.

I saw my first butterfly for several weeks, a Large White, but it was motoring too fast for me to capture it with the camera.

The Iris are coming along nicely now, though most are not yet flowering.

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The Iris beds are providing a habitat it seems for a most unusual form of wildlife!

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