Summer throngMonday, August 15, 2016
The sound of the gorse dominated our afternoon last week. As I slowly walked through the bushes the intermittent pop of the seed pods was clear to hear over the buzz of the the grasshoppers getting busy in the hot grasses as the sun beat down. POP. Despite scrutiny, I couldn't see any of the ripe pods suddenly explode; scattering it's contents all around. I would have liked that.
With the majority of the growing season behind us, the burgeoning undergrowth made the path almost impassable in places but I carefully negotiated my way through. A shimmy here and there.
As I mentioned before, there were hundred of these damselflies (I stand corrected - Thank you Simon, I always like to hear what exactly it is that I've photographed!).