Silky

I am raising a batch of silkworm larvae at the moment, and this is one of the extremely fast growing larvae.
They seem to eat their weight in privet every day which is not easy this time of year, and more than once I have got some very odd looks admiring peoples hedges!!!
On another note term has finally ended! and to celebrate Mr U&L and I have had a huge row! looks like this is going to be a fun holiday!
My second hand 'Albemarle book of modern verse' arrived today, so I will leave you with a poem by Phoebe Hesketh which inspired me many years ago...
The Expert
Come with me through the fields this April day-
I see their colours, you their yield of hay.
Idly I watch the black-faced wobbly lambs
While you exactly count them with their dams.
You, the expert, with a measuring eye
Compute the worth of everything you see;
I only know there is no reason why
Sun, rain, and earth combine to make a tree.

You pity me my lack, for while I gaze
On tawny acres where the curlew breed,
Your calculations blind you with the glaze
Of future drain-pipes stacked against the reed.

Now home again, those damson-coloured hills
Are stretched before me, fields and lambs below.
You read the Evening Post and cannot know
How the field between us widens as it fills
With pale unprofitable daffodils.