Country life; London (England) -- Description and travel; Natural history -- Outdoor books
There was a hum under the oak by the hedge, a hum in the pine wood, a
humming among the heath and the dry grass which heat had browned. The
air was alive and merry with sound, so that the day seemed quite
different and twice as pleasant. Three blue butterflies fluttered in
one flowery corner, the warmth gave them vigour; two had a silvery
edging to their wings, one was brown and blue. The nuts reddening at
the tips appeared ripening like apples in the sunshine. This corner is
a favourite with wild bees and butterflies; if the sun shines they are
sure to be found there at the heath-bloom and tall yellow-weed, and
among the dry seeding bennets or grass-stalks. All things, even
butterflies, are local in their habits. Far up on the hillside the blue
green of the pines beneath shone in the sun--a burnished colour; the
high hillside is covered with heath and heather. Where there are open
places a small species of gorse, scarcely six inches high, is in bloom,
the yellow blossom on the extremity of the stalk.
Some of these gorse plants seemed to have a different flower growing at
the side of the stem, instead of at the extremity. These florets were
cream-coloured, so that it looked like a new species of gorse. On
gathering it to examine the thick-set florets, if was found that a
slender runner or creeper had been torn up with it. Like a thread the
creeper had wound itself round and round the furze, buried in and
hidden by the prickles, and it was this creeper that bore the white or
cream-florets. It was tied round as tightly as thread could be, so that
the florets seemed to start from the stem, deceiving the eye at first.
In some places this parasite plant had grown up the heath and strangled
it, so that the tips turned brown and died. The runners extended in
every direction across the ground, like those of strawberries. One
creeper had climbed up a bennet, or seeding grass-stalk, binding the
stalk and a blade of the grass together, and flowering there. On the
ground there were patches of grey lichen; many of the pillar-like stems
were crowned with a red top. Under a small boulder stone there was an
ants' nest. These boulders, or, as they are called locally, "bowlers,"
were scattered about the heath. Many of the lesser stones were spotted
with dark dots of lichen, not unlike a toad.
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