Aphids Tiniest fairies dance in the evening sun lime green destroyers. by Scooj Advertisements Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookMorePinterestRedditPrintTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Published by scooj I am Stephen. I live in Bristol, UK. I decided to shorten my profile...to this: Wildlife, haiku, travel, streetart, psychogeography and my family. Not necessarily in that order. View all posts by scooj
When they fly they seem weightless and drift rather than fly. I’ll be cursing them when I park under the lime trees on our street this summer. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I’m sure there’s a purpose for them but they sure don’t have the best reputation. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
You’ve made the little buggers sound lovely.
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When they fly they seem weightless and drift rather than fly. I’ll be cursing them when I park under the lime trees on our street this summer.
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I’m sure there’s a purpose for them but they sure don’t have the best reputation.
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Food for ladybirds.
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