Fluttering by

I wanted to walk by the river this morning but my stamina levels took a bit of a knock yesterday afternoon and I didn't want to overdo it, so drove over to the next village and then it was just a short walk between a wood and barley field.  It was very hot and I was glad I'd been sensible enough to pack a bottle of water.

There were lots and lots of butterflies, but mainly Meadow Browns, lots of damselflies and Demoiselle but nothing I could get close enough to.  I photographed more barley and then as I turned back the way I'd come I spotted some, what I thought were "Common Blue" butterflies, and this one was quite obliging. 

This afternoon I've rested up under the shade of the lime tree reading The Salt Path by Raynor Winn.