After a night of heavy rain there weren't many insects flying first thing this morning but this hoverfly (Sphaerophoria scripta) dared the damp.
"There must be a leaf left on the sprouts here somewhere, mustn't there?"
A rather attractive heather.
A male Migrant Hawker came into the garden and basked for quite a while. temporarily distracting Ian and I from the job of erecting the fence at the bottom of the garden. But the job got done!
Before:
During:
After receiving its Completion Certificate from Helen.
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