Wolves Wild

Black-headed gull taking a pause floating on the boating lake at West Park, and its reflection in the dark water.

Lone tiny mushroom, possibly a blewitt, cap an unusual lilac or violet colour. It was growing on a mossy front lawn.

Earthball fungi growing in bare earth inone of the shrubbery beds in West Park. Tiny – the largest one perhaps the size of a malteser.

Bright red crab apples growing on a tree behind Compton Lock, perhaps half the usual size for crab apples.

In the breeding season, herons head for the heronry they belong too. Outside that time, each of they heads off to make its separate way. But sometimes two or more of them end up as near neighbours.

When that happens, they seem to act like they are totally unaware they are not alone. These were two herons on West Park’s boating lake island recently, yards apart but never looking at the other.

I didn’t get up close to inspect, but I think the bales, left for at least some days in a field by Berkswell, were of hay rather than the silage which is more usual these days.