Mrs Cricket

What's that on the bedroom ceiling asked mrsfb. Probably a moth I replied, or maybe a spider. Wrong! I'm pretty sure it was an oak bush-cricket, female with large ovipositors at the end of her body. She jumped around madly when I caught her in a cup, but then refused to leave it for a photo session.

A garden day today, actually mainly cutting back the climbers at the front of the house, and the jasmine and wisteria at the back. If it was down to me I would cut down the two at the front completely, but I have compromised with mrsfb and agreed to just cut them back when they start approaching the roof. I've put my foot down though and said in no uncertain terms that they will have to go one day as I'm not prepared to be doing this into my eighties and nineties.

One year ago:
Flowers In The Rain