A funny old day………..no rain but windy with ever the threat of a downpour. The sparrows are eating me out of house and home and have now been joined by a family of Great tits and another of Blue Tits. The peanuts survive but they are getting through two feeders of seed and two to three fat balls a day.
This little fly is no bigger than a grass seed…………..I really will have to get a better book on insects. The tiny ones are just as beautiful as the larger ones. It’s a bit windy for Macro today but this is just about identifiable.
Just after this I sat on a wasp…………it wasn’t best pleased. No problem identifying it though. A pain in the bum it was and still is truth be told.
This is Meadow Cranes Bill with some even more diminutive flies. I have no idea whether they are sunbathing or dinning. I think these are what we used to call Thunder Flies. I once knew a girl with a similar sobriquet.
I’m going to have to set up a miniature studio and bribe the little blighters with honey to stop still. They are amazingly complex wee things even if they are uncooperative. That and the breeze made for a challenging but enjoyable hour or so.
Have a good week.