I’d like to meet this slimy gentleman next year
Or this raisin eyed cutey flopped out on a rock
If we’re near an estuary we’ll probably see
Or this could be hiding on Dawlish Warren
I’m hoping we’ll see more speeding across Lyme Bay. And one day this magnificent chap will come soaring and swooping over the cliffs on the Downs again.
If we’re anywhere near Maidencombe these vulnerable little are awaiting to delight and disarm the senses.
There are bound to be many jelly swelling the shores come summer.
A flypast by a squadron of would be most thrilling.
If this were ever to happen up above us we’d be hopping about like Chris Packbum on ecstasy.
If we got near enough to see a wild one of these I could die elated.
Staying in the wood we might see this
Rigging up a lightbox in the back garden could reveal this beauty. The one marvel I’d like to witness more than anything is more of these light-filled
metamorphosing before our very eyes – to take our breath away.