Wildlife

James Lowen 

Some moths have only made it inside my trap once so far. White Ermine, Clay, Common Wainscot, Bird's Wing, Bird-cherry Ermine, Small Blood-vein, Straw Dot, Buff-tip and Silver Y are cases in point. But best of all was a Toadflax Brocade, a rarity formerly confined to shingle beaches in the south-east, but now spreading north and west into London and beyond.  
Every night is different. The sense anticipation when opening the trap is typically overwhelming. Some typical members of a catch are shown in the slideshow below. Dark Arches, Light Emerald, Willow Beauty, Small Magpie, Lesser Treble-bar, Brimstone, Bee Moth and Mottled Rustic are decent examples. Some are coming to an end of their flight season in June; others are just beginning. 
Some moths – far too many for a beginner, if truth be told – are tiny. Even with the new identification guide, most of these micromoths elude my ability to name them. For now, they are photographed and ascribed unique, highly personal identifiers such as 'gold micrissimo', 'peppery micro' and, most amateur of all, 'black furry thing'. Some tiny moths are easily identifiable, however.  And that tends to be because they are swooningly gorgeous. One with only a scientific name, Lozotaenoides formosana, tops my personal bill thus far. (For the uninitiated, Formosa means beautiful...).  

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25 June 2014   The mother of all blog posts


A new, remarkable experience has transfixed - indeed transformed - me this month. As I entered my fifth year of being a father, I started my first month of being a mother. Or, rather, moth-er. After years of encouragement from wildlife friends, I have taken up moth-trapping.

And I am having a ball.  


I have run the trap – a homemade affair evolutionarily linked to a Heath trap, constructed by Dorset's Dave Foot – on about ten nights so far this month, all in our tiny suburban garden. I have caught 600 moths, with roughly 80 species identified. Ninety! In a tiny garden! Without moving from home! And with me being having the ID prowess of a bumbling numpty! What biodiversity juxtaposed with humanity! Just how many species are there really hiding in and around our small patch of lawn and flowers? I am stunned and exhiliarated. Chastened and enriched. Inspired and informed.  

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Call me easily pleased, but it is the big, boldly patterned moths that really get me going. These are the ones that make four-year-old Maya's eyes widen, and that I parade in front of our mildly bemused neighbours as compensation for disturbing their slumber with the new lighthouse in our garden. These are the hawkmoths, lepidopteran royalty.  So far, we have caught singletons of Poplar Hawkmoth and Lime Hawkmoth. Both common species, but by gum they are good. This new 'mother' demands more!
So what have I caught? 
The staple is undoubtedly Heart and Dart. What a great name! Indeed, it is eye-opening how many magical monikers there are. The Uncertain is well-named: it is hard to tell from a Rustic. There are wainscots and waves, Flame and footmen, beauties and bloodveins. Arguably my favourite names are Shears and Snout, but Lychnis and Bright-lined Brown-eye run them close.