Incy wincy

A fairly quiet day (bike ride then food shopping) which seems to have gone quickly (a sure sign of getting old.)
This handsome beast is possibly a portent of autumn, but was nicely lit by the sun, and had a head shaped shadow behind, so had to be my blip.
Extra: Meadow brown on French marjoram (though it tastes the same as the English variety - the herb, rather than the butterfly.)