It was a very hot day as I followed the paths through the bracken interspersed with heather. After standing and watching, I soon spotted a small blue butterfly fluttering over the heather, although it didn't stop. After a further wait, another appeared and was joined by a second, again neither stopping. Eventually one landed, blown about in the breeze and unwilling to open its wings fully, but sufficient for me to identify it by the black edge to its wings and the row of blue 'studs' on its underwing. Altogether I saw about half a dozen of these little blue butterflies, but it was too hot to stay out in the sun for long I returned to the car, with one more tick for the year.
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