Down by the compost heap something caught my eye, a patch of nettles that from a distance looked as though it was covered in black pea pod sort of things; further investigations revealed these beauties, as black as Whitby jet
I think they are the caterpillars of peacock butterflies, but of course what we really need is a butterfly man, remember him and his beautiful illustrations?
There are hundreds of caterpillars out there, Joe says there are so many, they may eat the house during the night (he has inherited his mothers over active imagination, poor lad, either that or he has been on strange PC games again).
They seemed to be emerging from places like this
Dressed in cropped trousers and sandals, I wasn’t for getting any further into the nettle patch, this is as close as it gets.