Mighty Oak

Every day I search my mini-meadow in the hope of spotting a small copper butterfly. No luck yet. :( I photographed a small tortoiseshell and then my attention was drawn but tweeting in the oak tree. It was the troupe of long-tailed tits again. I stood underneath its canopy looking upwards. Tits came and went. Clouds of bugs danced and gossamer caught the light.

My pic includes a great tit but it's not really the subject of the photograph. I just wanted to convey the feeling of looking up into that beautiful, sunlit, oaky ecosystem.