My lovely neighbours saw these young chaps last week, and took their photo for Tricia (presently in Paris), who is still harping on about not having seen a stag. Well, I didn't see a possum or a wombat in all the time I stayed with her in Australia, but am I bitter and still harping on? Oh, right.
Diane's stags, Cloutsham
I saw two of these beautifully polished little Volkswagens in the hedgerow yesterday. I have no idea what they were doing, but they moved very slowly, and waved their legs about in the most vague way.
I think this one is turning right.
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12 comments:
Such is spring, that we all examine every living thing with relish!
"...turning right." Hah!
Yes, definitely Mirror, Signal, Manoeuvre. I can't believe how far on your cleavers (sticky willy to us Scots) is!
I love the way you write! And the photos are wonderful. Just wanted to tell you how much pleasure your blog gives to me and to many.
Best wishes.
Mary
Gorgeous beetles, they are my favourites (next to their much bigger French relatives who are just perfect). I saw a bee today... does that count as spring?
oh Rach, you make me laugh, you make me smile & then you make me laugh some more. merci my - oops I do mean "our" - friend xoxo Susan & les gang
Excellent photos :0)
The stags are stunning.
I have not yet seen a bear in the Catskills, though everyone else has it seems.
Your "Bug" pictures are wonderful!
Volkswagens!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!
Are these stag beetles? Anyway, I think they're a bit creepy. They also look as if they might eat my dahlias.
I think that beetle might be the Bloody-nosed Beetle. A magnificent little thing.
Gorgeous photo of the stags. The only ones we see are mere babes with buds.
I had a little beetle, Alexander was his name.
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