After yesterday’s grey skies, today was bright and mild. At ground level in the garden, some things are growing, some things have fallen, and some seem to mysteriously hang onto water.
We have various types of funghi, most are dull or menacing, but this one I like.
I love the strawberry fruit. The blackbirds do too, but for different reasons. One of my neighbours complains they are messy.
It didn’t rain, but these leaves were wet.
But one member of our local wildlife, out in the neighbouring street, was less interested in nature than in scavenging the dustbins.