Cherished Leafhoppers

Day 11 of #30DaysWild.

I had to work on my computer all day. Sigh. But I popped out to the garden every hour to make wild discoveries.

Discovery number 1.
I am clearly overfeeding the birds as they haven’t helped themselves to the strawberries dotted around the garden. This is backed up by the copious amount of seed on the lawn that they’re too lazy or fussy to eat.

Discovery number 2.
Rocket seeds germinate far faster than basil or coriander. Maybe that’s why it’s named rocket!

Discovery number 3.
Mint overrides the bitterness of feverfew.

Discovery number 4.
Fungi grow in the night. This wee fella was not on my lawn yesterday.

Discovery number 5.
Having ecstatically watched a Jay land and feed on the bird table two days ago, I can now hope that it wasn’t just a one-off. I’ve heard them call from nearby occasionally throughout the day. According to the BTO (British Trust for Ornithology), some Jays will take from a bird table if they have chicks nearby. There are no woodlands real close, but there is one glorious major oak.

Discovery number 6.
It’s a blooming good year for Leafhoppers. Have you noticed an over abundance of Cuckoo spit? Within that ‘spit’ is a clutch of teeny eggs or baby Leafhoppers.
Yes, they’re plant eaters/sap suckers. But gardeners be aware – some species also eat aphids. Globally there are over 20,000 species of Leafhopper. So I’m afraid I couldn’t possibly tell you which ones to cherish. So you’ll just have to cherish them all!

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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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