Month six of my photographer’s nature journal.
A slight change this month. The lanes have changed from the frothy outpouring of the lacy cow parsley with the creamy-white blooms of the elderflower now in evidence and for a while they were glorious in pink and purple. Foxgloves, Red Campion and Valerian ruled the roads. Until the verge cutters came along and scythed it all to the ground.
So I popped over to the coast to capture nature along the cliffs of Cornwall and something I didn’t expect to see…
Lizard Peninsula (Kynance Cove)
Astonishingly, nearly half the British native flora can be found here, including fifty five rare and special species such as Twin-headed Clover (Trifolium bocconei) and Wild Chives (Allium schoenoprasum). Rare lichens also abound, including the beautiful Ciliate Strap Lichen (Heterodermia leucomela) and Golden Hair Lichen (Teloschistes flavicans).
I think these are some Ciliate Strap Lichens along with some pale grey crustose lichens.
I didn’t find any of the Golden-hair lichens, but I did find some pretty pink thrift, yellow kidney vetch ( Granny’s Pin-cushions, Lady’s Slipper, Lady’s Fingers, Woundwort, Butter Fingers, Lamb’s-foot) and Chamaemelum nobile (English Chamomile, Low Chamomile, Ground Apple, Roman Chamomile) as well as some Bird’s–foot–trefoil and pretty blue Sheep’s Bit, the tiny white flowers of Minuartia verna (Spring Sandwort, Vernal Stitchwort, Vernal Sandwort) and some purple flowering wild thyme. I was also lucky enough to be able to capture a photo of a Common Blue Butterfly as one came to rest on the clover close to my feet.
Some that I haven’t come across before are the delicate pink flowers, Centaurium erythraea – Common Centaury; the fluffy white Filipendula vulgaris – Dropwort or Fern-leaf Dropwort, which is like a miniature version of what I have growing in my garden; and that bright yellow (Genista tinctoria), Dyer’s Greenweed, or dyer’s broom, which at first I thought was bird’s-foot-trefoil until I studied the flower more carefully. Now that is apparently quite rare, though not here it seems.
I spent a good couple of hours simply wandering along the top of the cliffs here on a beautiful warm June day. And the surprise? An almost naked walker. I kid you not. After he passed by with a friendly “Good morning” I was left wondering how come the thong didn’t chafe him as he strode along the coastal path.
The Changing Seasons | June