Moths (and so forth) in the bathroom

Not dead, just waiting for something to crop up. The wire fence has been taken out with bolt cutters borrowed from a useful and generous neighbour. The worst of the wind fall from the plum is now over, the fruit are rotting in buckets and drawing Red Admirals in surprisingly large numbers for this time of year (surprising to me, that is). The green bin will be used mostly for disposing of leaves from the week after next, as I have about one more load of cuttings to dispose of.

Fingers crossed the weekly collection continues at least until the end of this month; I've lost the letter the council sent and can't remember when we're due to switch over to fortnightly collections.

With the onset of significantly colder weather there's been a lot less activity on the bug front except excepting the above mentioned Red Admirals, the many crane flies and arachnids in many sizes.

In the garden a particular species of spider is now plentiful and hyperactive, stringing webs from one side of the garden to the other, making work in the garden even more traumatic for my generally slothful, particularly arachnophobic husband.

This particular type of spider comes into the house in autumn and is dauntingly large. It has a particular liking for the bath and in other households would simply be washed down the pipe. Not here though. Even the phobe is kind to spiders. And so we sling this one out and it rolls right back in like a drunk to a bar.

And though it is colder the moths have not entirely disappared. In addition to a new crop of the White Shouldered House Moth (see labels to be directed to a photo) these next two have also been in.

This one was rather shy and was almost impossible to photograph. I was rather hoping that the rather distinctive colours and markings would mean a quick and easy id. No such luck, sadly.