I thought this little fella was dead when when I found him, so I picked it up by the wing and it fluttered! So I put it down, it stood still and let me photograph him, for a few minutes.

Either it had got too hot or too cold. Either would have been possible today as the shower clouds passed over, blotting the sun out. But as they scudded past, the sun was revealed again and layers could be peeled off.

L & G went to London today to see an exhibition at the Tate Modern. I think I would have gone to take photographs around town, but as it was going to be unsuitable for little Emma, we stayed at home and designed a new rabbit hutch!

BTW, I will look up what sort of moth this is tomorrow.