When I saw this large field of red cabbage, I thought about the Heidi’s sensational photographs. I want to give it a try and searched for a photo model. Nearby was a field with white cabbage too. Both fields were secured with a fence. I have no idea, why there had to be a fence. I’m sure, the cabbage won’t try to escape. The animals hopped in and out like Peter Rabbit in Mr. Michael McGregor’s garden – I could see the tracks of rabbits and roe deer. And the butterflies obviously didn’t see the fence at all. Their children already wormed their way through the leaves. I was the only one, who was respecting this lousy fence! Because I didn’t make a large step over the fence, I could only take some pictures from very sad looking butterfly larval host plants. It was obvious, why David called them brassica b*stards.
by Sigrid Strohschneider-Laue August. 05, 2018 2171 views
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