Autumn is described in the poem as the season of mists. There haven’t been very many so far, but these are early morning views towards Tettenhall ridge from Compton Park as the sun rose on one of the few days we had mist.
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Purple loosestrife, a close view
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Black nightshade flowering (plus aphid)
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Upright coral fungus by Railway Walk
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Green, yellow, red: woody nightshade
Bright colours on the ripening fruit (or are they berries?) of this woody nightshade. Sometimes also called bittersweet, but don’t try to test if that’s an accurate description of the taste. They’re poisonous. Not deadly, but giving a badly upset stomach. Every year, a hadful of children are so badly affected, they need hospital treatment.







