#0000ff; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 24px;"> An Advent Calendar of My 2020 Photographs


My 2021 Photographic Wall Calendar is here!
With the permission of the Fates, I shall be 70 in early 2021, so this seemed a good opportunity to create a calendar of my photographs.
Covid-19 has, of course, caused havoc this year, and this appears likely to continue well into 2021 and maybe beyond. So we need something cheering to help us through the year; and what could be better than a few appealing photographs (except maybe champagne, gin, chocolate or cake!).
The calendar includes a variety of photographs taken over the last few years. My original intention was to feature images from only 2020, but despite buying myself a birthday present of an expensive new camera early in 2020, Covid-19 isolation has restricted my photographic opportunities to house and garden for most of the year – hence the calendar contains a selection of images from earlier years.
As always, I don’t pretend these are stunning, top quality, professional standard photographs, however I hope they are sufficient to provide some part of the cheer we’ll all need over the coming year.
The calendar is A4 sized, so it’s A3 when opened up and hanging. There’s a hole to hang it on a nail in the office wall. As well as images for each month there are a couple of pages of description and on the back calendars for 2021 and 2022.
I shall naturally be dispensing some to the faithful, along with their Christmas presents, however if anyone wishes to buy one they are available on eBay and Etsy at £7.50 + p&p; I’ve also put the links in the right-hand navigator (with a reminder that my 2011 book is still available). £1 from each calendar sold (and £2 from each book sold before 31 January) will go to London’s Air Ambulance.
As any of my readers who follow me on Facebook know, a few days ago I had a beautiful Jersey Tiger Moth (Euplagia quadripunctaria) in the garden; in fact feeding on our buddleia. As my photograph shows, these are very distinctive creatures.
I love seeing them, not just for their beauty but also because they are a success story of something extending its range.
As you might guess from their name they originate (as far as the British are concerned) in the Channel Islands, although their range extends across much of Europe and western Asia.
Until relatively recently the moth was absent from the British Isles. However they are now found along the southern coast of England: first in Devon, then Cornwall. While some moths are likely migrants from the Continent (or Channel Islands), they clearly are now breeding here as they have extended their range to much of southern England and London.
The first one I saw was in Lyme Regis, on the border between Devon and Dorset. It was sitting, bold as brass, on a bedding plant in a park. This was in 2006. Since then I’ve seen an odd specimen most years here in west London, and this year I have a couple of other reports of the moth in the local area. On Twitter there are lots of recent reports of sightings from around southern England; I’ve even seen a mention by one enthusiast with a moth trap who had over 3 dozen trapped one night recently. (Of course I can’t now find that post!) They do seem to be becoming more common and spreading slowly northwards – too much for them all to be migrants.
For the UK they’re a fairly large moth, with a wingspan of 50-65mm. Like most moths they fly largely at night, although they do fly during the day. I spotted the one I photographed because of the movement of its flight. They do also seem to have a habit of resting in the open in rather conspicuous places on leaves, tree trunks etc.; presumably they rely on their warning colouring for protection, if not camouflage.
As well as the bold black and white forewings, their hind wings are a bright reddish-orange. There is though a colour morph with yellow hind wings; and a melanistic form with all black forewings.
Now instinct says that such a boldly coloured moth would be a garden pest, but actually they aren’t. The larvae feed on a wide variety of plants such a nettles, raspberries (OK not so good that one), dandelion, dead-nettle, ground ivy, groundsel, plantain, and more. The larvae are mostly black and (often gingery) brown and hairy. They overwinter as small larvae. The moths are generally on the wing from mid-July to early-September.
What I find interesting is that every image of a Jersey Tiger I’ve ever seen appears to be female. How do you sex a moth? Well with most species the males have frilly antennae to pick up the female’s pheromones – because shagging, y’know! But there are exceptions to the rule and wonder if the Jersey Tiger is one of them.
You would think that something this highly coloured and day-flying would be a butterfly. But no, there are day-flying moths. And there’s an easy way to tell a moth from a butterfly: butterflies have small knobs on the end of their antennae; moths don’t. Again I’ve no doubt there are exceptions, but I don’t off-hand know of one.
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Don’t confuse the Jersey Tiger with the Garden Tiger Moth (right) which has more broken, less linear, patterning to the forewings and a brown furry head. The caterpillar of the Garden Tiger is what we always knew as kids as a Woolly Bear. Garden Tigers do seem to have become much less common over the last few decades. There’s also the Scarlet Tiger Moth in UK, but that is even more different, is around earlier in the year, and is quite locally distributed.
As always there is a lot more information on the internet and Wikipedia is as good a place as any to start.
Over on my Twitter, I was challenged by Glynis Paxton to post seven pictures of my life. The rules were simple: one picture a day for a week; no people; no explanations; each day nominate one person to do the same.
Here are the seven photographs (all taken by me) I chose, in the order I posted them. Those who know me well will say they don’t reflect what I do and am. But each of them tells a story, or several, which I’ve noted below each image.
[Click the images if you want large views on Flickr]
Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

Day 6

Day 7

So there you are. Something about lots of bits (but by no means all) of me and my life captured in seven of my photographs.
A while ago I stole an idea from our friends Jean and Helen who had discovered Letterbox Flowers: regular delivery of a bouquet packed in a box which will fit through most letterboxes.
So every month we get a bouquet, sent on overnight delivery, beautifully packed and just waiting to spring into full bloom. The packaging is impressive with the flowers picked while still in bud and with the larger, more easily damaged blooms protected with little socks – what a fantastic idea that is! (See right for how the flowers are packed.)
This is our second monthly delivery. To be honest I wasn’t very impressed with our first delivery as the flowers didn’t seem to hold up well (but that may be the way we handled them). But this month’s is just fabulous …
This is 2-3 days after we received them. They look wonderful! Even Noreen is impressed, and that’s from someone who’s parents were florists and who grew up with floristry.
Letterbox Flowers have a variety of options from a selection of one-off bouquets to a year-long weekly subscription. For my money they aren’t out of the way expensive: a decent bouquet from a good florist would cost around the same (at least in London).
Whichever party it was Boy Cat was at, it was clearly a good night and there was a hangover to be slept off.
More Maytime flowers from our garden …




And finally a different sort of flower …

A few more photos of flowers in our garden this afternoon.





In the latest episode of photos from my Flickr, we have the local squirrel and it’s hunters – finally captured on film this morning thanks to my new Canon 90D and a mega-long zoom lens.
We have this grey squirrel around the garden who has almost no hair on its tail. It looks very odd, especially when he sits around doing that squirrel thing of waving its tail. It’s been around all winter and otherwise looks to be in good health, so there’s no obvious reason for the hair loss.
As this next photo shows he’s male, and has been observed knocking up the ladies!
While he’s happily devouring our bird seed, Tilly cat approaches from starboard …
… and Boy cat undertakes a blocking manoeuvre to port, while desperately hoping the squirrel falls off!
Needless to say, the squirrel won with a good six foot leap from the top of the feeder pole to the apple tree. But it needs to be careful as Tilly is known to have caught a squirrel in the past.
And notice the wildlife-friendly, aka. unkempt, bottom half of our garden. It is sort-of half intended to be woodland floor!