Despite spending 2 hours in fields to the north and east of Cuddesdon, the area was living up to it's name: birdless. There were however hundreds of butterflys, about which I know nothing. Most were Painted Ladies, this has apparently been a very good year from them, feeding on thistle flowers:
And Small Whites:
This very pale and moth-eaten (is this the ultimate insult for a butterfly?!) Painted Lady looked as if it had just arrived from Morocco:
In the long grass in the set-aside there were a number of Marbled Whites:
And finally, this male Ringlet:
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