~ As we are not seeing any other human beings today, we can have plenty of chopped spring onions in our lunchtime sandwiches. I rather like their American name, scallions. The ones you buy here are large and bulbous, the long straight ones seem to be unknown.
~ Molly's friend Moos is unusually pleased to see us when we go to take him out for a walk in the afternoon, while E, his human companion, is out for the day visiting friends; he's often rather reluctant to leave home with us. The dogs skip across the low trickle of the stream and up into the woods, but fairly quickly tire of the heat and the prickles of the cut furze on the path in their feet. We head back to the garden for a bit of stick chasing instead.
More insex, damselflies this time. I'll be getting a strange reputation if I keep this up. I mean, what is he doing there, with the end of his lower body holding her between head and thorax ? I'm sure one of my bona fide naturalist blogging friends can answer that: I'm really just an anthropomorphic voyeuse. Still, at least you don't have to get insects to sign a release paper when you take their photos in intimate situations. Crow wondered what happened if they are startled into flight in this state; the answer is nothing at all, it happens quite frequently, and they just carry on regardless. On a somewhat more anodyne note, see how the blackberries are setting fruit...