One particular butterfly gets its first flight period during May.
Searching carefully the edge of the downs in Bedfordshire last month we eventually found a small colony. On brambles and nettles amid the deep chalk ruts, worn by hundreds of years of driving grazing animals over the escarpment, sat several Duke of Burgundies. Amazing small fritillaries these. Their modest upper wing conceals a church window of an under wing. A beautiful small piece of natural art that I would imagine the leaves of a Fabergé glass wind chime would look like.
I still have thorns in my legs from laying on the ground to photograph them!
Worth it though.