There Was an Old Lady Who Lived in a Shoe - Nusery Rhyme

As if the season hadn’t already started off on a ‘bright note’, with

Dave and all, it seemed like it was destined to continue on opening the first

Moth Trap

to find another ‘Vulcan’ by the name of

 OLD LADY

 Common enough, but valued on capture by your average Moth'er

(unmarried or otherwise)

it does have rather a strange characteristic known as 

ESTIVATION

which in the true sense of the word is a prolonged torpor or dormancy 

(also effecting some other insects, fish, or amphibian) during a hot or dry period.

In this instance, when the Insects emerge from the cacoon, they congregate in groups
until the time / temperature is right to take to the wing fully!

 However, we were soon distracted from that with the merriment subsiding as recovering the

Bund Trap

for inspection, there lay the body of our

WOOD PIGEON

(Squab)

with no signes of predation or other misadventure there was

but a single loose feather?? On picking it up, for dispossal, it was found to be

deceptively heavy?

Ever Onward

and while the Heath traps were not overbourne with Insects there were welcome appearaces of

 FEATHERED GOTHIC

 along with

 AUTUMNAL RUSTIC

 both like the ancient female

'first's of the year'.

At the Gravel Pit there were but a pair of

 MALLARD

and while nothing to get overly excited about

one ½ of them was an adult male

looking as though interested in a

 'bit of nonesense, nudge - nudge, wink - wink'

and not seen in this plumage here for a number of weeks now!

Driving along the Solar Panel Fence-line towards the Heath

 there was an encounter with this 

 unusually obliging

 ROE-BUCK

 before finding the Heath

shrouded by fine mist.

There we found but a single

still not full adult

 ROBIN

 With all days being unpredictable

we live for the odd one that proves to be

 BLISTERING!

Maybe Manana - Adios Amigo's.