Aphids Tiniest fairies dance in the evening sun lime green destroyers. by Scooj Rate this:Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr 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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