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Lisa G Saw • Jun 07, 2023

Banded Demoiselles

We sit down on the riverbank in the late afternoon sunshine to relax and enjoy a few quiet moments in the warmth. Summer has arrived! I’m so happy and content, having had a wonderful day out. Bob and I have been in our element, photographing dragonflies and damselflies on the water, relishing all the other unexpected surprises that nature had in stall for us today.

 

The timing of our mindfulness moment isn’t great. The peacefulness and serenity is disturbed. Within seconds, I can hear youthful squeals of excitement as a family approaches. There’s also the unmistakeable sound of a dog splashing in water. Suddenly it appears, from behind a tree, swimming with a long stick in its mouth – a German Shepherd. It promptly scrambles up the bank right beside us, soaked, dripping with water. It’s rather too close for comfort - dangerously close to our cameras. I’m well aware of the inevitable body shake that’s coming. Thank goodness it moves further away from us first. After a few brief polite exchanges, the family pass by and soon their voices fade into the distance. Ah! The peace! It's blissful!

 

The welcome breeze cools my face as my eyes peruse the river. It's creating gentle ripples in the water. But, nearer the side it's still, shielded by the vegetation. Serene and calm. From the murky depths of the chocolate coloured river, some reeds are growing. Near the surface, where the water is clearer, I can see them gently moving with the current, like floating thick strands of hair. A few blades poke up into the air, swaying gently, bending in the breeze. I feel the calm wash over me as I watch how they move.


Delicately perched on one reed is a gorgeous male Banded Demoiselle with its wings closed together. The metallic green colour of its body shines gloriously in the sun. The band of dark green near the end of its clear wings stands out beautifully too. These damselflies are unmistakable. Stunning.

It's not the only one in view. I can see about a dozen all spread out, resting on different reeds. Some are slightly more metallic blue than green. They're less mature. It’s good to see a healthy population of the Banded Demoiselles here, though a week ago I recall how the river was teeming with them. There had to be well over a hundred flying around. I'd never seen so many before in one short stretch of river. At one time, I even saw five males all resting on a single reed.

The moments of calm, when all the Banded Demoiselles are resting, are interrupted by sudden bursts of movement. It only takes one male to take to the wing and then suddenly, all the others nearby, launch up and join the fray. They're defending their tiny patch of the river. These territorial displays happen frequently. The mass of fluttering banded wings is mesmerising to watch as they all quickly dart around, barely a foot above the water. Then, just as abruptly, they all fly off in different directions to their own favoured reed and settle once more. All seems peaceful again, for a few brief glorious moments.

The males are alert and scoping the scene for females they can mate with. It’s not surprising, since they only live in this adult form for up to two weeks. There isn’t time to waste. Reproduction is the number one priority – for the females too. I see one fly by, fleetingly. The golden green coloured abdomen is distinct. There’s also a trail of males following her in hot pursuit. They quickly disappear out of sight beyond the tall reeds growing at the edge of the river. I don’t see which is the successful male. It looks like it isn’t one of my dozen as they’re all back on their perches once more.

 

Earlier in the day, I’d seen a few pairs flying in tandem. It sometimes looks like the female is unwillingly being dragged along by the male. His abdomen is attached to her just behind the eyes. It doesn’t look comfortable. It's only when they settle, on a reed or leaf, that she curls under and attaches herself to his abdomen and the mating wheel is created. I recall seeing it several times last weekend. It was my first time for this species, so it was pretty special.

My attention has been so focused on watching the Banded Demoiselles, I scarcely noticed the birds singing around us or any of their activity. Suddenly, a Swallow appears flying low and fast along the river. It takes my breath away as I watch it skim the surface with its beak wide open, right in front of us. In a flash, it’s up and away again. I smile. It’s incredible how they drink water on the move like that. Wonderful! What a treat!


Water is such an amazing thing. Not only is it vital to support life, but the sound and movement of it soothes the soul. So too does the sight of life on and around the river. I feel so at peace when I have the opportunity to connect with nature and feel a part of something much bigger than myself.

Autumn Tour of Scotland - Part 2

By Lisa G Saw • 14 Jan, 2024
During the first half of our autumn holiday up in Scotland, we'd filled our boots with sightings of deer. Now our focus switched primarily to Mountain Hares and Ptarmigan. Since both species live at high altitudes, it meant a lot of walking uphill! It would be hard work! But, I felt confident I'd be able to manage it, so long as I simply took it slow and steady with frequent stops. At least we were able to intersperse these challenging days with more relaxing ones. On our first day based in Boat of Garten, we decided to venture up the Cairn Gorm Mountain. The mountain railway was closed, as were the ski lifts, so there was no easy access to higher ground. But, since the car park was located at 635m, we were able to start our walk from a reasonably high point. I was thrilled the top of the mountains were covered in snow. It looked so beautiful, though of course, this meant we'd be walking through the white stuff and would undoubtedly get quite wet. We chose to follow the steep Windy Ridge path up to the Ptarmigan restaurant - the highest in the UK. It was given its name due to the high number of this species on the mountain, which was perhaps a good sign. So, I set off with optimism and very happy that it was a glorious sunny start to the day.
Red Deer stag in the mountains

Autumn Tour of Scotland - Part 1

By Lisa G Saw • 29 Dec, 2023
I love visiting Scotland, seeking out new places as well as returning to favoured locations. Even though I've been several times over the last few years, I've never been up there during the autumn, around the time of the deer rut. I was thrilled to finally have the opportunity this year, even though I knew the chances of actually seeing any activity were extremely slim. As much as I wanted to see the Red Deer up in the Highlands, there were actually two other species that were higher on my 'Want To See' list for the trip - Mountain Hares and Ptarmigan. I've been lucky enough to see them before, but was eager for more wonderful experiences. I knew they'd still be just as potentially challenging to locate and photograph, with declining numbers even in favoured locations. It would certainly make the trip more of an adventure. The fact I wasn't going alone this time, but instead sharing the experience with Bob - on our first holiday together - made it even more special. I really hoped we would get lucky with our target species, especially as Bob had only seen one Mountain Hare before and never laid eyes on a Ptarmigan.
Marsh Fritillary

A Day Trip To Wiltshire

By Lisa G Saw • 10 Sep, 2023
April 2023 marked the end of my quest to see all the butterflies that live their complete life cycle in Sussex. The final species I saw, during the Easter weekend, was the Large Tortoiseshell. Following the exciting conclusion to my adventure, I wrote a post about Discovering the Butterflies of Sussex . In it I mentioned how chuffed I was with what I'd achieved and how I didn't really want to start the next obvious quest straight away, to see all the UK butterfly species. But, with the spring and summer months stretching out before me, it seemed silly not to make a start this year. Bob and I were still in the early stages of our budding romance, and the idea of spending a lovely long day out together was just too enticing to pass up. So, in late May, we headed over to Martin Down National Nature Reserve in Wiltshire, in the hope of seeing the Marsh Fritillary. It would be my first, but not for Bob. He's already seen all the UK butterfly species, except for the Cryptic Wood White, which is only found in Ireland. We woke super early and reached the nature reserve by 8am. Unsurprisingly, we were the first ones there. It was still quite cool and a little windy, but nice enough to enjoy our breakfast sitting on a bench by the car park, overlooking the wildflower meadow and the hills just beyond to the south. We heard a Cuckoo calling nearby - an unmistakable sound of spring. Lovely! It was a great start to the day.
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