In the garden on Sunday - warm and sunny - it struck me how few butterflies there are to be seen now. There was a time (a long time ago, admittedly) when one sometimes saw dozens of them at a time.
On Sunday our garden had attracted just three cabbage whites. A red admiral appeared, though, and settled by the edge of the lawn. Things are looking up, I thought. Then one of our cats (the one pictured further down here) jumped on it and ate it.
What a crappy end to the morning. What is there to be said for cats?
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David Murdock, press and PR specialist based at Dorchester, Dorset, UK
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