Back to the Buddleia

I went earlier to the buddleia to shoot a butterfly.  Everything was moving in the wind and the blip is the best of a large number of shots.  Some with nothing in them.
Torran was with us today and he was given the choice of staying at home with his grandad or going into IKEA.  He chose the latter which left me mortified.  He did come back with some new train wagons though.  He may have figured something out.