THE MARSH TITS

come along too. Especially today!
They are shy, much more shy than the Blue Tits. I simply stood there and watched. A small sun now and then peeped from behind the clouds.
Looking down from the balcony I saw that the last flowers of the buddleia were visited by tortoiseshell butterflies and also by one Comma. This Comma butterfly was utterly shy, but oh so beautiful and several times I got a chance to took pictures. I'll hope she'll come back tomorrow to visit the buddleia and to pose.

My haiku:

I liked to see Pan
The god with the flute and weird
Appearance somewhere

And the proverb:

Oude plooien laten zich moeilijk glad strijken.

Translation: Old folds are difficult to be ironed smoothly.