Yesterday it was blowing a gale, and although it eased a bit overnight, I wasn't massively optimistic when I examined the trap this morning.
Sure enough it contained fewer moths than my last two efforts and almost no flies. No micros, no Pugs, clearly it was a night for the tougher, harder moths. Indeed the first egg box I looked in revealed a very hard moth, but only in the sense it was dull as ditchwater to look at, and I didn't know what it was. A good sign.
After combing my way through the pages noctuids in my moth guide I came up with the answer. A Mottled Rustic.
Mottled Rustic |
I did catch a couple of pretty moths last night; White Ermine, and Buff Ermine. The latter I seem to catch every year, but the former not since 2018.
White Ermine |
Buff Ermine |
The full list is as follows:
Buff Ermine 1 (nfy)
White Ermine 1 (nfy)
Treble Lines 1
Mottled Rustic 1 (nfg)
Flame Shoulder 1
Heart and Dart 7
Shuttle-shaped Dart 1
I also found a very spectacular beetle, one which I remember seeing regularly in my student days in Swansea as they buzzed around the Hall of Residence at Clyne Castle, Swansea, most ending up splattered by bloodthirsty, and slightly terrified, fellow students. A Cockchafer.
Cockchafer |
Instead two very smart moths turned up; a Spectacle and a Flame Carpet. both were new for the year, but seem to be annual here.
Spectacle |
Flame Carpet |
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