Just the three of us out tonight. We set off from the popular Rifle Volunteer down one of my favourite old lanes to the much nicer wrought iron gate to Sylvia’s Meadow. The code to the padlock entrusted to us by the lovely Steve.
A little disappointing as the orchids were early this year. Most of the Heath Spotted had come and gone but still plenty of Butterfly, Greater and Lesser, although I still have difficulty telling the difference but some were markedly bigger and some more delicate.
There were lots of flitty things, moths, butterflies and jumpy things and itchy, bite your ankle things. In all a wonderful diversity of wild life here for the flowers.
Then up the hill to the old Hingston Down Mine for a refreshing drinks stop. A great place to be on a hot evening with clear views over the Tamar to Plymouth from the opposite of where we were last week. Then back to the ever welcoming Rifle for a very welcome pint.
It’s always interesting.
Stella