A sun fly, a common type of hoverfly, struggling to get deep into a bindweed flower to get at that delicious nectar.
Tiny spider scurrying back and forth as it was weaving its web between the twigs of a hazel bush.
Fruit on the spindle tree opposite Tettenhall Station (alias Cupcake Lane). Now getting their first blush of pink developing from the earlier unripe green. The colours should bet brighter and more dramatic as the fruit ripen.
The rats in West Park are getting ever bolder (their numbers are probably growing, too). Here, one had gone down to the edge of the lake for a drink of water.
Flowers opening on a West Park rose glorybower bush. The plant is sometimes called a Mexican hydrangea. It is not a hydrangea, and originates from China, not Mexico.
Candy-striped spider, still stoically guarding her nest. The nest is on the underside of two hazel leaves, which are stitched together by some of the outer threads of the nest.
The bindweed flowers of the Paddock at Newbridge were proving attractive to many kinds of hoverflies. Here a common flower fly is exploring one of the flowers.
Another tree likely to be in trouble. This oak on Tettenhall Upper Green has two large bracket fungi sticking to the base of the trunk.
Also known as traveller’s joy, old man’s beard is one of the few plants to flower in late summer, when most are already ripening their fruits. The only native British clematis, it climbs along hedges, sometimes also along fences.
A clump of honey fungus in front of a cherry tree on a quiet residential street in Tettenhall. It’s likely to be infecting the roots of the tree. If so, the infection will eventually be fatal, though possibly not for many years.
At least six ring-necked parakeets were in West Park, high in the trees, calling persistently to one another. Occasionally, one would move to another vantage point, high in an alternative nearby tree, still hidden in the foliage. They may have been young ones, dispersing after a successful breeding season: there are nest sites on Tettenhall ridge / the Smestow valley.
This is the only one I managed to grab a distant shot of. It flew to the island, landing on one of the willows overhanging the lake. Seconds after I got this picture, it moved deeper into the leafy canopy.
Moth which kept hiding itself on the underside of leaves. Possibly a Common White Wave moth, Cabera pusaria.