reds!

12-05-26 I get the feeling there was nearly an invasion. The elements - the time of year, the butterflies, the jet stream, were all lining up, and the front runners setting off. But then something happened. A change of wind direction or the advance guard got word back to call it off; perhaps the prospect of a Scottish Summer just too awful. Understandable! Whatever the reason, the big invasion of 2026 never happened. Or was postponed. However the advance guard did arrive and there were maybe a dozen red admirals in Warriston where previously there were a dozen fewer. I'd gone along because the sun was being partially revealed by passing clouds but not enough to justify more ambitious adventures. May was quickly turning into May not.I did some running to get to Warriston, with camera strapped into back pack. I am trying to remember the benefits of running and almost always enjoy it afterwards. I just struggle to get the enthusiasm to go do it between meals. Hopefully Mary, my coach,…