Country diary: a butterfly in the wind

Stamford, LincolnshireA little ashy triangle in the grass, the red admiral looked oddly serene amid the gathering tempestAutumn arrives, as . storms suddenly acquire names. Over there, Hurricanes Irma, Jose, Maria. Over here, Storms Aileen, Brian, Caroline: a queue of peculiarly civilian namings – a quiz team of meteorological terror – due before Christmas, the news says.A drop in temperature, a greying of the light and a whine of wind through cracks sent me into the garden to disman