Good morning!

Eyes close, sunkissed dog
Breathing in, breathing out. Calm.
Good morning, Wharfedale.

Spotting a fog forecast last night, I decided to make the most of an early start with my first moth trapping session of 2018.  I found a new moth before bedtime and was pleased to discover a whole load more in the morning with new species.  All now set free in the thickest of the undergrowth.

The moors were wonderful with lots of mist to be had at our end for a change and I found my brocken spectre! (extra)

Oh, yes and I heard a ring ouzel. Think I saw it a couple of times too but no big camera.  We're all off for a little look if we don’t get rained off.