Wolves Wild

This honeysuckle was so abundant that it looked like it formed a bush itself.

The elaborate flowers perhaps point to it being an escaped cultivated type, but it was some distance from any garden.

Some of the petals were glowing with the early evening sun behind them, while others were in shade.

The bud has barely begun to open, but already the weather has taken its toll on what will shortly by the tip of the petals.

Taken in the same gentle, diffuse not hugely bright light as the honeysuckle (post above).

These poppies and the field they were in were conveniently at eye level.

A honey bee is visiting the most prominent flower here.

The previous night’s rain seemed to have knocked pollen off and plastered it in clumps along the bottom of the cup formed by the petals.

The rain stopped late in the afternoon, but the cloudy sky meant there was still a gentle diffuse light.

More plants from the working greenhouse behind West Park Conservatory.

Several were flying and interacting over the river Worfe on the edge of Worfield. I thought they were engaging in courtship flights until I checked and found they were all male.

This was the only one which rested close enough to take its picture.

The church at Worfield. Seen from the minor road approaching the village from the east, and from the entrance to the church yard.

The sandstone caves below are too small to have been housing. It has been suggested that this is the location of St Peter’s well.

A prehistoric hillfort by the small village near Worfield.