Shall we dance?

Backblip from Saturday's walk in Nidderdale.  The bluebells were still lovely which was main reason we went but I happened on a male and female orange tip on the same cuckoo flower and they didn't fly off which is what they usually do.  Maybe their mating pheromones were too strong for them to be put off by a lumbering great Homo sapiens and his macro lens.  BTW wet knees again.