Ann Cooper's Ancojo Fire Starter-1st Minor Puppy Bitch
Best Puppy Dog and BPIB Northlyte Wind Walker to Santaviga, owned by Mr & Mrs Pritchard.

I've searched through my reference books but, as yet, have been unable to identify this little butterfly (or is it a moth?). The photograph is not the clearest and it has been magnified but the wing patterns can be seen fairly clearly. Can anyone help?
To me, this close-up of the ripening pods on the rape crop signifies anger with the tangled mass of heads.
I had just re-leashed the 3 dogs on approaching the village when I came upon 2 baby rabbits sitting on the track. Luckily,the dogs hadn't spotted them but one shot off into the rape crop. However, this one was more curious. I don't think dogs and wildlife photography are a good mix!
Has someone been combing these clouds above our village? This is my weekly contribution to SkywatchFriday. More, beautiful, strange and colourful skies from around the world can be seen by looking here http://skyley.blogspot.com/
Here we can almost see the 3 pups, minutes after the 3rd was born last night just after 7pm.
Holly (Meerwings Holly Blue at Pyatshaw) is an excellent mother and therefore extremely protective of her pups so not much chance of photographing the whole of the little bodies.
There are 2 dogs, 8oz.and 6 1/2oz, and 1 bitch, 7 1/2oz.
All are beautifully marked black and whites (but I have been known to get this bit wrong--as well as the sex sometimes!!!)
The sire is Mo (Pyatshaw Ravel)

George and Swallow raced away ahead, down the track between the rape fields. The sweet, sickly perfume from its flowers is dying back a bit now as the flowers begin to fade.
This little snail must be a hardy little fellow as he was nearing the top of a thistle plant!
We came on this collection of beehives farther down but didn't approach any closer as I could see the bees buzzing around them. They have plenty rape flowers in the vicinity from which to produce their honey.
George scrambles back up the steep banking after having a drink out of the ditch.
Across the rape field, in the distance, silage making for winter feed has begun.
The ponies have returned to their field in the village. They had gone for a few weeks to pastures new but now their grass here is lush and green again.
The trailing variety of petunia- the surfina is growing in troughs hanging from the front railings.