Tussock moth caterpillar.

Washing out and dried, and apart from that I’ve read, done some Sudoku and attacked some more family research.  Tying together one particular family line is proving difficult.

Blustery with sunshine and showers has been the order of the day.  

I have spent days trying to get this tiny caterpillar to smile, but it won’t.  It’s quite happily living in amongst the scabious leaves until I try to photograph it.  I think it’s time to leave it alone.