an army of caterpillars and a clutter of spiders

some much needed rainfall this weekend has livened everything up in the woods at least. The bluebells are nearly over but already the ferns are springing through in readiness to take over.
I was accompanied today by continual birdsong through which the echo of a cuckoo was constant.Even Milo careering through the undergrowth did not put them off. 

 My gaze was very firmly aimed skywards to avoid the multitude of caterpillars suspended on fine threads from almost every tree branch looking for something to alight on. I wasn't particularly successful and by the end of my walk had more than a fair few wriggling about on my person.The collective noun for caterpillars is rather strangely an 'army'.

to try and capture these on camera as they danced about in the breeze was a challenge in itself

there were an abundance of these beauties at ground level -equally as un-obliging as the caterpillars to be still for more than a moment