..stop and stare..

We have all been there, caught in the temporal displacement activity known as gardening. The call to those inside -"Wont be a minute, just going to dead-head the roses/buddleia/geraniums...." The greenery enfolds one, peace descends and time is somewhere else.
The buddleia did need tidying up, sky-searching branches only just within reach so when pulled down showered me with bits of goodness knows what; mostly greenery but also, as it turned out, wildlife. Shield beetles, which I had  previously only found on the loganberry canes, landed on me and the ground, as though dead. No scurrying away to safety, just still. Maybe stunned, because they were still there when (more than an hour later) I eventually tidied up and took the trimmings around the back, so I found the camera and took some piccies.

 

 

 

A little rain, a little sun and the butterflies and bees are back, feeding on the purple mass swaying in the breeze.

Oh, and the beetles had gone (so not dead!).