Wildlife from Wolverhampton and nearby
Common stinkhorns in Himley Plantation wood. When I saw them, they were completely lacking in stink. The full-grown fruiting bodies must have been out some time, so the sticky and stinky spore-laden slime covering of the tip was either eaten by insects or washed away by heavy rain. Nor was there any smell from the one which had not yet fully emerged, and was just breaking the surface of the ground as the so-called egg.
Another butterfly I have been noticing more than usual this summer: small whites summer. In this set, all posing, feeding on pollen or resting on leaves.
One of the flock of jackdaws at Mary Arden’s farm, Wilmcote. Sitting on a fence, its blue eyes wide open on the lookout, then striding across the ground.
Mullein, artichoke and mint flowers in the garden at Shakespeare’s Birthplace, attracting bees and hoverflies.
Young dunnock, almost within reach as it perched on a bare twig in the garden at New Place, Stratford on Avon.
Artists palette fungus along the remains of the trunk of a tree fallen over the bank of the Avon at Stratford.
