Time is short, perhaps a month or two, Since they were just an egg – But now the gnats must boogaloo, To swarm a wing and shake a leg. They gather round a random patch of air Just as the eve’ning falls – And jink and jive until they pair, Attending countless black-fly balls. If love is on the cards for them tonight, It leaves them out of breath – Exhausted from their swaggered flight, Too soon they’ve danced themselves to death.
Why so many self-portraits ? Vanity, or an honest appraisal ? Why the endless tortured brow, And wistful gaze of hazel ? Are they honest, or distorted ? Simply practice, or masterclass ? Or is the cheapest model that funds allow A looking-glass ?
Spiders have eight, and box-jellies twenty-four, Scallops have hundreds, and dragonflies thousands, And digital cameras even more ! But vertebrates make do with two, Plus the odd ocelli peeping-through – But only a couple of retinas – A pair of light-bucket dishes – Well, except for a few strange fishes ! And I don’t mean the four-eyed anableps, Who see through both the water and air, And focus the light through diff’rent steps But onto the same old patch of cells, That parallels the ones we chordates share. No, I mean the brownsnout spookfish – They may not look as swish as barreleyes, Until we realise that here may be The ancestor of a whole new tree Of multi-looking vertebrates to arise – That one day may just populate The future Earth with their future eyes.
Where were the darts of Galilee ? And the damsels of the Rubicon ? Was Runnymede so needle-free, Or the Athens Woods of Oberon ? So where are all the dragonflies ? There’s not a word in tale or scroll – The Greeks and Romans closed their eyes, The monks and knights ignored them whole.
It took the new Enlightenment To even notice them at last – And then Romantics sought intent In Nature bold and wild and vast – Till Art Nouveau, which gave them wings That keeps them soaring till this day – As wardens of eternal springs, Where dreamy Summers while away.
So where were the dragonflies of Hermes ? Why no mention in the myths ? Why did Freya not claim these flurries, Crafted by the finest smiths ? Perhaps the Bible’s just too dry For water-sprites as story-tools, But rainy Europe shouldn’t shy To catch the eye with flying jewels.
Transforming in among the reeds, A lit’ral metamorphosis – The fey-folk surely rode these steeds ?, Yet Brigid never knew such bliss. Shouldn’t the Devil have taken hold ?, Or gargoyles, say, or heraldry ? Yet where were the dragonflies of old ?, Who chirped and danced for nobody.
‘Adderbolt’ is the only earlier name for them that I couold find, and this only dates from 1483, according to the OED, and ‘Devil’s darning needle’ is only from 1809.
And finally, the image below is from a poster which looks reminiscent of others advertising the various Art Nouveau exhibitions at places like the V&A.cHowever, I cannot find out anything else about this particular image, and if it is even an original by William Morris. I hope it isn’t AI…
I’m not a fan of the big road pushing through the valley floor – It should have been a high-speed rail line. But just what have you got against a chip-set factory ? And the jobs that get to work while you just whine. I guess the loss of green and habitat’s a shame, for sure, But your farm was pretty monocultured too – The world needs fewer humans, as I hope you would agree, And a lot less of consumption, making-do. We haven’t all got daddies leaving farms to us, and more, No, we many have us very little leeway. So take your million-dollars and your nimby don’t-tax-me – Cos this ain’t your farm no more – now it’s our freeway.
The bathtub killer – time for a pardon ? Ah, now there’s a thorny one… She’s a murderess, and a proud one, And a test for the historian: We may hate the very notion Of the capital penalty – But when a despot’s above the law, Then is there another remedy ? We’d much prefer to see him tried For all the bloodshed he’d provoked – And yet, she also was a part of that mob That he had stoked. Though actually, her action Didn’t stop the Terror in its tracks, And made a martyr from a monster, As they ramped-up their attacks. The fact that the ancient regime Was such a horror is no excuse, Nor that the new lot were the same – It’s all a cycle of abuse. Of course, we were not there, in the thick, So would we be so wise ? But today, at least, we can stand by the law, and by life – And not eyes-for-eyes.
A butterfly house is a curious series of rooms – A bit like a tropical farm, Where exotic moths can dine on exotic blooms, With wingspans as wide as my palm. Or so I had hoped – but this was no Forest of Arden – Or jungle of scent-heavy petals – But flitting about were familiar sights from the garden, And all that was growing were nettles. It turned out they mastered in only British varieties, Tortoiseshells, coppers, and whites. Pretty, but small – the kind that give gard’ners anxieties, Or taken-for-granted delights. Oh sure, the elephant-hawks are impressive as caterpills, Stripping the fuchsia to shreds, But overall, any good hedgerow holds similar thrills, Without the need of these sheds. Although, as a lifelong dweller of chalky downs, And the home-strip lads that brings. It was good to see some strangers from limestone towns With a Northern brogue to their wings. So yeah, I guess I enjoyed them in concentration, A blaze about the flowers – And proof that beauty can still exist in our nation – Because all of these ones are ours !
I asked a few AIs for a plan to build such a self-sustaining glasshouse, with a list of the fewest number of native plants. Here is the consensus:
Firstly, a fair spread of readily-available lepids:
TYPE
NAME
BINOMIAL
FLYING SEASON
Whites
Large (Cabbage) White
Pieris brassicae
Apr-Oct
Green-Veined White
Pieris napi
Apr-Sep
Yellows
Brimstone
Gonepteryx rhamni
Mar-Oct
Orange-Tip
Anthocharis cardamines
Apr-May
Clouded Yellow (migrates in wild, so won’t survive the Winter)
Colias croceus
May-Oct
Blues
Holly Blue
Celastrina argiolus
Mar-Sep
Small Copper
Lycaena phlaeas
Apr-Oct
Common Blue
Polyommatus icarus
May-Sep
Small Blue
Cupido minimus
May-Jun / Aug if 2nd brood
Browns
Speckled Wood
Pararge aegeria
Mar-Oct
Duke of Burgundy
Hamearis lucina
Apr-Jun
Wall
Lasiommata megera
Apr-Sep
Ringlet
Aphantopus hyperantus
Jun-Aug
Meadow Brown
Maniola jurtina
Jun-Sep
Gatekeeper
Pyronia tithonus
Jul-Aug
Hairstreaks
Green Hairstreak
Callophrys rubi
Apr-Jun
Brush-Footeds
Small Tortoiseshell
Aglais urticae
Mar-Oct
Red Admiral
Vanessa atalanta
Mar-Nov
Peacock
Aglais io
Mar-Nov
Comma
Polygonia c-album
Apr-Oct
Marbled White
Melanargia galathea
Jun-Aug
Silver-Washed Fritillary
Argynnis paphia
Jun-Aug
White Admiral (also feeds on honeydew from aphids)
Limenitis camilla
Jun-Aug / Sep if 2nd brood
Skippers
Large Skipper
Ochlodes sylvanus
Jun-Jul
Day-Flying Moths
Emperor Moth (don’t feed as adults)
Saturnia pavonia
Mar-May
Mint Moth
Pyrausta aurata
Apr-Sep
Scarlet Tiger-Moth
Callimorpha dominula
May-Jul
White Ermine (woolly caterpillars !)
Spilosoma lubricipeda
May-Jul
Six-Spotted Burnet
Zygaena filipendulae
Jun-Aug
Day-flying Inchworms
Latticed Heath
Chiasmia clathrata
May-Jun / Sep if 2nd brood
Blood-Vein
Timandra comae
May-Sep / Oct if 2nd brood
Yellow Shell
Camptogramma bilineata
Jun-Aug
Hawk-Moths
Narrow-Boarder Bee-Moth (a bee-mimic !)
Hemaris tityus
May-Jun
Elephant Hawk-Moth (giant caterpillars ! – nocturnal adults, but they do hibernate)
Deilephila elpenor
May-Aug / Sep if 2nd brood
Hummingbird Hawk-Moth (more giant caterpillars ! – day-flyers, though they won’t survive the Winter)
Macroglossum stellatarum
Jun-Sep
The months listed above are for typical outdoor activity, so may be extended indoors with earlier Springtime starts and possibly a second or third brood. If the glasshouse is insulated but not heated (except to keep it above 5°C through the Winter), this will mean that not all of these species can be self-sustaining, as some of them migrate (Clouded Yellow, Hummingbird Hawk-Moth), and fresh stocks will need to be brought in each Spring (this is something all butterfly houses need to do). I can see making use of an ornate pupilarium with windows to watch them ‘hatch’. We will also have some structural little brick towers around to provide dry pupation sites(and resting spots for the Walls).
I’ve included the Brimstone, as it’s the classic bright-yellow species that possibly gave all lepid’s the name of ‘butter-fly’, but it should be noted that their numbers aren’t doing great at present, which could certainly cause problems. Their caterpillars only eat buckthorns, which aren’t exactly the smallest shrubs, but perhaps we could have a few in the centre of the glasshouse and make a feature of them ? (By the way, I call it a glasshouse instead of a greenhouse to emphasise that it will be considerably larger than the things found at the bottom of the garden for growing tomatoes in.)
But since aphids and mildew are inevitable, I decided to also include the following ladybirds:
2-Spot (Adalia bipunctata) 7-Spot(Coccinella septempunctata) 22-Spot(Psyllobora vigintiduopunctata) – should make for a good mildew-munching colony in the honeysuckle.
If we were really smart, we could include a free app that could identify each of the above species (adults and caterpillars) so that visitors could point their phones at one and get its name and details This data could also be used to record when the adults first and final flying days were each year. But I don’t think it could help with keeping a census unless it could also identify individuals so as to not count them each multiple times.
But anyway – the plants need to be natives, and robust, and able to regrow quickly after heavy defoliation by caterpillars, while also provide nectar for the butterflies/moths for the entire time they are flying. Indeed, I wanted to make sure that there were two different nectar sources incase of any issues, though I held off doing the same for feed plants, as a lack of food will be an important population control (though many species do have multiple food options, but this was not deliberate). Here’s the answer I got:
PLANT
LARVAL HOST FOR
ADULT NECTAR FOR
FLOWERING SEASON
Sheep’s Sorrel (Rumex acetosella) – Shoots out rhizomes, so keep it in pots.
Small Copper Blood-Vein Yellow Shell
None
(May-Nov)
Alder Buckthorn (Frangula alnus) – Can be pruned, but still likely to be 2-3m tall.
Brimstone Holly Blue Green Hairstreak Emperor Moth
None
(May-Jun)
Cock’s-Foot Grass (Dactylis glomerata)
Speckled Wood Wall Ringlet Meadow Brown Marbled White Large Skipper Yellow Shell
None
(May-Jul)
False Brome Grass (Brachypodium sylvaticum)
Speckled Wood Wall Ringlet
None
(May-Jul)
Red Fescue Grass (Festuca rubra)
Wall Meadow Brown Gatekeeper Marbled White Yellow Shell
None
(May-Jul)
Sweet Violet (Viola odorata)
Silver-Washed Fritillary
Brimstone Holly Blue Small Copper Speckled Wood Duke of Burgundy Small Tortoiseshell Peacock
Feb-May
Primrose (Primula vulgaris)
Duke of Burgundy
Brimstone Orange Tip Holly Blue Speckled Wood Duke of Burgundy Gatekeeper Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral Peacock Comma Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Ladybirds
Feb-May
Cowslip (Primula veris)
Duke of Burgundy
Brimstone Common Blue Small Blue Wall Green Hairstreak Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Ladybirds
Apr-May
Garlic Mustard (Alliaria petiolata) – Can be an aggressive spreader, so keep it in pots.
Large White Green-Veined White Orange-Tip – eats the seeds, so don’t dead-head them.
Large White Green-Veined White Brimstone Orange-Tip Latticed Heath Blood-Vein
Apr-May
Stinging Nettle (Urtica dioica) – Unavoidable, but we can use a dwarf variety and keep it out-of-the-way.
Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral Peacock Comma Scarlet Tiger-Moth White Ermine
Small Copper White Ermine
Jun-Sep
Bird’s-Foot Trefoil (Lotus corniculatus)
Clouded Yellow Common Blue Green Hairstreak Six-Spot Burnet Latticed Heath
Orange Tip Clouded Yellow Common Blue Small Blue Wall Green Hairstreak Six-Spot Burnet Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Narrow-Boarder Bee-Moth
Small Tortoiseshell Elephant Hawk-Moth Hummingbird Hawk-Moth
Jun-Sep
Kidney Vetch (Anthyllis vulneraria)
Small Blue
Common Blue Small Blue Ringlet
Jun-Sep
Wild Marjoram (Origanum vulgare)
Mint Moth
Brimstone Holly Blue Small Copper Common Blue Small Blue Wall Ringlet Meadow Brown Gatekeeper Green Hairstreak Small Tortoiseshell Marbled White Silver-Washed Fritillary White Admiral Large Skipper Six-Spot burnet White Ermine Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Yellow Shell Elephant Hawk-Moth Ladybirds
Jun-Sep
Common Honeysuckle (Lonicera periclymenum) – Let’s find a late-blooming variety.
Brimstone Common Blue Wall Ringlet Meadow Brown Marbled White Silver-Washed Fritillary Six-Spot Burnet Blood-Vein Yellow Shell Ladybirds
Jul-Oct
Common Ivy (Hedera helix)
Holly Blue
Overwinter site: Brimstone Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral Peacock Comma
Large White Green-Veined White Holly Blue Small Copper Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral Comma Blood-Vein Hummingbird Hawk-Moth
Oct-Nov
Wood Spurge (Euphorbia amygdaloides)
None
Duke of Burgundy Ladybirds – they need early-Spring nectar before aphid numbers rise.
Apr-Jun
Forget-Me-Not (Myosotis arvensis) – Definitely a spreader, but not a bully, and after flowering it shrinks into the background.
None
Orange Tip Holly Blue Small Copper Duke of Burgundy Wall Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral Peacock Comma Scarlet Tiger-Moth Blood-Vein Yellow Shell Narrow-Boarder Bee-Moth
Apr-Jun
Bugle (Ajuga reptans)
None
Green-Veined White Orange-Tip Holly Blue Small Blue Wall Green Hairstreak White Admiral Scarlet Tiger-Moth Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Narrow-Boarder Bee-Moth Elephant Hawk-Moth Ladybirds
May-Jul
Red Campion (Silene dioica)
None
Large White Duke of Burgundy Wall Scarlet Tiger-Moth Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Elephant Hawk-Moth
May-Sep
Knapweed (Centaurea nigra)
None
Large White Green-Veined White Brimstone Wall Ringlet Marbled White Silver-Washed Fritillary Large Skipper Six-Spot Burnet Blood-Vein Yellow Shell Elephant Hawk-Moth Ladybirds
Jun-Sep
Wild Thyme (Thymus serpyllum)
None
Small Copper Common Blue Small Blue Duke of Burgundy Green Hairstreak Small Tortoiseshell Large Skipper Scarlet Tiger-Moth Latticed Heath Blood-Vein Ladybirds
Jun-Sep
Musk Mallow (Malva moschata)
None
Large White Green-Veined White Gatekeeper Small Tortoiseshell Red Admiral
Jun-Sep
Of course, the lepids will have no birds or bats preying on them, so careful management is needed to preventing boom-and-bust cycles. To some extent, there will be some predation from the ladybirds, who will happily eat butterfly eggs if aphid numbers are low, and parasitic wasps have a knack for getting into everywhere, from our glasshouse to the bodies of caterpillars.
But thinking about it, a few plants above are described as being in pots, but probably this should apply to most of them (except for the alder buckthorn, the ivy, and the honeysuckle) – not only will it allow for different soil-types, but if any particular plant is over-grazed, it can be whisked away and put into quarantine, to prevent a population boom. Replacement pots would be grown ‘backstage’, ready to understudy and provide fresh foliage. Obviously, these are likely to be larger than the average garden terracotta, and contain more than one nettle or tussock of grass, but still modular enough to allow for easy relocation. This also allows for the containers to be raised up closer to eye-level – handy for low-growers like forget-me-nots !
To be honest, this thought-experiment started with just a dozen species and a handful of plants, but I kept finding that I could utilise the existing flora to add more butterflies, except…well, another source of nectar wouldn’t harm, and this also allows for another species as a side benefit, except this one hangs around for longer so needs another Autumn bloom,…and you can see how things started getting a bit out-of-hand. But I think this is now a good balance of providing a decent selection of flyers in any given month.
Zeus was tried for rape and murder, So were all his kin – And the verdict came back guilty For their cruelty and sin. Their sentence was to be forgotten – Maybe not in name, And yet from our hearts and from our prayers, We snuffed their precious flame. We found a god of kindness Over whom to make a fuss – Though just as much a lie, of course, But one that suited us.
Steadfast and pervasive, From its bases out of Cockney mouths, Across the South, and heading North, Until it’s passed the Firth of Forth. But out here in the town of Bath, A person’s class can’t half be grasped By how that very name is rasped – In the lingual aftermath. Though still it’s a disaster, lad, It’s bad, and sad, and maddening – Though gladdening that ays are stronger When the traps are sprung for longer. Slathering from out our lungs, A psalm to answer rank or shah – This split is cast upon our tongues, To dance the Mardi Gras.
The use of ‘ays’ in the poem is a reference to multiple copies of the first letter of the alphabet.
I notice that the London version of this vowel is steady taking over the West Country. Perhaps the decades of racist ridicule that its accent has suffered has subconsciously hot home ?
Peter, Peter, holding the keys to Heaven – Without them, he’s quite undressed ! And looking so very med’eval in expression, Upon the Papal crest.
And always two, when crossed or in the hand, As their fated moment waits – Presumably to seal up the hinterland Behind the Pearly Gates.
Duplicates ? Or are there two locks ? Though Roman keys were crude in their click – I guess the security has taken some knocks, And been upgraded to the latest trick – But by flashing the teeth, you’ll hardly outfox The burglars, who won’t find them hard to pick.
Peter, Peter, jailer or janitor ? Jingling through the Heavenly crowds. And locking the safe like a manager, Or winding-up the clockwork clouds ?