The woodpecker has been drumming all morning. It has found a spot on a telegraph pole where some sort of metal plate is fixed, high up. The plate amplifies the sound and presumably the bird is deeply satisfied. Snowdrops and aconites are scattered over the garden. No moths though. A trap has been moved to the east of Coxwold in the hope of capturing a Small Eggar - the caterpillars have been identified - but nothing has turned up yet.
Here are two more haiku from the Moth Anthology project.
|Red Green Carpet (Chloroclysta siterata)|
summer's green carpet
now a bearded chestnut fall
the sun's arc passing
|December Moth (Poecilocampa populi)|
moths in December
gather their cloaks about them -
shouldn't still be here