These cabbage whites – a name redolent with faint scorn (contrast Purple Emperor, Red Admiral, Peacock etc) – were out and about on a warm Dorset July day. They couldn’t actually get at the cabbages / purple sprouting broccoli, where they no doubt would have liked to lay their eggs – too well covered over. So I decided to see if they merited a photo-shoot in their own lepidopteran right. I think close-to they have their own beauty.
I’m often surprised how ragged the wings of a butterfly can get, without its flight being affected. I guess it is the sign of impending doom though, a rather sad thought…
ROLLING HARBOUR GALLERY 
Great captures, RH!
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Thanks 😎 Back from Norway?
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No, still here! Happy weekend to you and your ladies!
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Great pictures, I find they can be very flighty and difficult to capture. I agree about the name, it doesn’t do them justice.
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I agree about flighty… surprisingly hard to nail down (if one’s allowed to do that to a butterfly). We have plenty in London right now, enjoying lavender, but they only rest for a couple of seconds before flitting off. No photo opps. Re name: would ‘White Princess’ restore their dignity?
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