Last Saturday morning I was on my way to Newcastle in bright weather and decided to to stop off at the place where I saw a good number of small heath butterflies last Spring, a derelict brownfield location abounding in litter that must now be described as 'somewhere between Swalwell and Dunston.'
I started seeing butterflies as soon as I arrived but instead of the expected small heath, they were clearly dingy skipper and in considerable numbers. There were also very brief sightings of a flying blue shape I thought to be a possible holly blue and a brief stop by a pale looking moth.
Unfortunately all were decidedly skittish and I had big difficulties getting any sort of a photo. So instead of visiting Ryton Meadows after I finished my shopping, I returned again in the afternoon.
By now it was really warm and the skippers were much more placid. In total I reckoned that I saw about thirty of the supposedly declining dingy skippers in all, some of which were clearly trying to mate.
Dingy Skipper
Dingy Skippers in love
So I reported all this to the North East Butterfly Conservation website only to receive an instant message saying the sighting was noted but would not be displayed to members as it contained 'sensitive information.' All very John le Carré!
I also solved the mystery of the moth and the blue flying objects, which proved to be one and the same thing - a treble bar or perhaps more likely for a daytime appearance, lesser treble bar moth.
(Lesser) Treble Bar Moth
In sunlit flight they do have a somewhat azure appearance, hence the illusion of holly blue.
What attracted me to the area was the abundance of bird's foot trefoil nearby, which also meant numerous red-tailed bumblebees were about, but interestingly no common blues.
Red-tailed Bumblebee
Earlier on I had found a couple of items in the garden that I was able to tentatively identify as narrow-waisted wasps. Again these had the experts humming and hawing as to their precise identity in Latin. Though there is a clear difference between the two, in broad terms and plain English they are apparently potter wasps.
Potter Wasp 1
Potter Wasp 2
On the Sunday I decided to check out the Calaminarian Grassland at Wylam to see if I could find the red-girdled mining bee there as suspected, and then proceeding to the Spetchells at Prudhoe in the hope of finally seeing my first ashy mining bee, which I had read is a bit of a rarity also with only about ten sightings a year - mainly by the River Tyne.
On arrival by bike I had no difficulty in finding bees buzzing around that had an amount of red on the abdomen and saw roughly around 20 examples, some larger and some smaller ones. The trouble was that they were all hyperactive and only landed so briefly a snapshot was near impossible.
The big surprise was that two or three times a very dark bee of near bumblebee proportions turned up behaving in a similar manner before jetting off at speed. When one did land it was unmistakeably - an ashy mining bee. In total I made about ten observations of an ashy bee but suspect at least some were the same individual.
I decided to take videos of both to enable proof of the identity of each. Unfortunately, feedback on the item with the red abdomen was that it was unidentifiable and more likely to be a member of the Sphecodes species (Latin for blood bee.)
Here are both videos so you can judge for yourself!
Ashy Mining Bee
Probable Blood Bee
I was well-pleased with my first ashy mining bee and blood bees are a known difficult area. It's also a pity that the second bee managed to spend all its time in the bug box under a slightly blurred area. However you can probably gather that I'm getting a bit fed up with the problems of insect identification.
Basically I learnt what I know about bees from CR, who was a brilliant populariser and encouraged one's attempts to identify them using everyday English names. Now I seem to only find amateur experts, clearly more knowledgeable than me, who complain about the quality of photos submitted, spout Latin terms that need to be looked up and frequently claim detailed identification is impossible.
I feel like telling them to tell they should give me their best opinion. After all my field guide suggests there are predominantly three species of blood bee in North East England - Geoffroy's, box-headed and sandpit so it's a fair bet that it was one of them. It would be no problem for me to explain that an identification is possible or probable rather than obscuring the issue with broad species types. It's as if they fear losing their expert status if they actually get an identification wrong once in a while.
Anyway I never bothered with the numerous nomad bees I saw at Wylam, knowing that a clear verdict was unlikely. I did see a couple of chocolate mining bees (andrena scotica for the Classics scholars) and a single, slightly worn holly blue butterfly.
Holly Blue
It's so much simpler with butterflies - in the North East at least.
I'm not really wanting to start each post with a review of what happened in the last post but there were again a couple of flowers I didn't manage to identify last time as below:
Self Heal
Red Campion
Can't believe I didn't spot the campion. Meanwhile it does appear from internet research that there is some evidence of dwarfism in butterflies. A study on a species in Queensland showed considerable size reductions after heavy rains in 2011 and was ascribed to malnutrition. So maybe the item I saw last time really was a minute speckled wood. It did rain quite a lot in February.
Bird visits to the garden have been on the increase. I was particularly pleased to see a chiffchaff (presumably, since that's what I hear nearly every day) visit the bird bath, now more visible following the collapse of a small tree that obscured it. Lady Woodpecker has come to the nuts quite frequently although not staying for long. And it is once again the feeding season for baby blue tits. I've seen as many as three demanding food from the same parent.
Bullfinch
Unfortunately there has also been an unwelcome increase in visits from the Rat family, so I somewhat reluctantly decided to cut down the carpet of garlic mustard that they sneak around in and block up all the likely entry holes into the garden. This has understandably resulted in a decrease in visits from orange tip and green-veined white butterflies. The compensation was that a pair of bullfinches turned up to pick the seeds from the remaining few plants. And garlic mustard was nearly finished anyway.
Incidentally there was quite an interesting confrontation between a member of the Rat family and the Bad Jackdaw gang who had encircled it. After mutual threatening gestures, the rat finally made off when a magpie decided to intervene too.
The main trip I went on last Thursday was another walk in the Spetchells with Malcolm to see if we could track down the ashy mining bee. The buffish mining bee was still around though not in the same numbers as last month and I wasn't at all surprised that there were a few red-tailed bumblebees around.
I had for a while been aware of the cuckoo mining bee but had tended to dismiss the stripey insects I've seen at Spetchells as hoverflies... until on this occasion several were sighted disappearing down various mining bee holes. Unfortunately they did this rather too quickly for me to get a snapshot but we did finally manage to catch up with a male mining bee. It was tiny and far smaller than I'd expected. That's cotoneaster it's on!
Red-tailed Bumblebee
Ashy Mining Bee
A slightly surprising feature was that there was the lack of any butterflies apart from a small tortoiseshell by the river. Oh and of course I managed to photograph several more flowers I couldn't immediately identify. I did get one though - mouse-ear hawkweed.
Mouse-ear Hawkweed
We finished up by watching the numerous sand martins that nest at the Eastern end of the Spetchells mound.
The day after I was walking around the Havannah reserve with a friend when we alarmed some lapwings who flew around overhead shrieking for a while before we moved off realising they must have nested in the fields nearby. Very rare that I get snaps of birds in flight with my camera but I managed both the lapwings and the sand martins the previous day, so pleased with that even if the quality isn't much.
Sand Martins
Lapwing
I also saw a small tortoiseshell on a brief visit back to Dumfries as well as a pair of goosander and many house martins and on Tuesday the first red admiral of the year as I rode back from the Derwent Reservoir.
Lots of people were out fishing at the reservoir. It got me thinking that I should give fishing a try again...