Some butterflies just flutter by, always on the move.
For a while, this small tortoiseshell was content with where it settled.
In German, we call this flower ‘Flammende Liebe’ – ‘flaming love’, and it is at its best in the hedges and banks at the moment.
In fact, I’ve never seen it bloom more prolifically in the Southwest. It’s my mum’s favourite wild flower and with travel restrictions and quarantine in place, it’s a bittersweet reminder that I won’t be seeing my family for a long while to come.