Lone daisy on a front lawn, rather the worse for weather.
Mossy bells, another species of tiny mushroom growing in moss, on the top of the same garden wall as the oysterling posted previously.
In a few weeks these seeds will be surrounded by white feathery strands which give the climber its name: old man’s beard.
Tiny mushrooms growing in a bed of moss. They are small moss oysterlings.
Wrinkled club fungus, barely standing proud of the short grass of a mossy front lawn. The fungus comes back every year at around this time to the same patch of lawn.
Flowers on a strawberry tree a few days ago. Actually a bush rather than a full-grown tree, so the foliage was conveniently at body height.
Tiny mushrooms which appear as a crowd, and have gone within a day or two once they have shed their spores. They may be less than an inch high, but these trooping crumblecaps force their way up through the tarmac of a pavement.
They produce at least one crop a year, usually more if the conditions are right. Each time, they raise a bigger gap in the tarmac.
A bright red dragonfly, or perhaps two, on the wooden footbridge over the Compton Park pond back in late August.
It’s a common darter, a male. Perhaps having a rest, but more likely hoping that a female will come along and notice it.
Scruffy magpie which would have preferred more anonymity, and strolled in a dignified retreat from my intrusive lens.
Way back towards the end of August, these rosehips were already ripening fast.