Retrospective 2010: Fly in Flower... Er...wasp actually - Hunting Spider Waits...

15 September 2010  17:18 - Riverside meadow, Dordogne, France.

Chalkhill Blue, male  Lysandra coridon

24 May 2010, Riverside Meadow, Ouisse Valley, Lot, France.

Clouded Yellow

Colias croceus.

22nd September 2010 15:28. Limestone hill meadow, Dordogne, France.

Intimate Portraits XII

Glanville Fritillary (Melitaea cinxia)

Intimate Portraits XI

Glanville Fritillary (Melitaea cixia)

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Intimate Portraits X.

Wasp on Thyme Flower.

Intimate Portraits XI.

Marbled White (Melanargia galathea) on Knapweed flower.

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Retrospective Summer 2009.

Intimate Portraits VIII

This beetle is frequently found in flowers and may be a pollen eater, here is on a Rugosa rose.  It has notably swollen thighs on its rear set of legs. It may also be seen on the blog entry for May 23rd 2009 where it is on Ragwort to the left of the Painted Lady butterfly. - Retrospective from summer of 2010.

his Mantle blew...

At last he rose, and twitch'd his Mantle blew: to morrow to fresh Woods and Pastures new. Milton Licidas.

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Retrospective of a common blue photographed in a hay field in the hills.

Intimate Portraits VII - Delicate damsel

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Intimate Portraits VI - Red Admiral

Red Admiral - Vanessa atalanta

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Part of a winter retrospective of photographs taken in the last two years.

Haiku XXXXVI

A well risen loaf


Despite this cold Winter's night;


Almost a globe!

For Patrick: Three Tanka, a Haiku. and a final line

Your's a self made death:


Broken noose and bloody wrists


Sends me circling:


Anger at your autolysis -


Guilt for daring to judge.






Imaginative,


Perceptive but talkative


Clever in action:


Why are you so silent now


Whilst I juggle rage and guilt?

Guilt follows anger

For I do not understand

Your thought or your act.

You saw that Egret

Flying under a lead grey sky;

White as the snowstorm;

We scattered salt and roses

Upon your wicker coffin

In the misty wood - Harpies?

Patrick Boyce Butler died New Years Day, 2011.

Requiem aeternam dona eis, Domine.