Wolves Wild

Elderberries seem to be another fruit heading for a good crop this year. The bunch at the end of this were up out of the reach of any would-be country wine maker.

Shaggy parasols in West Park, a day after the previous pictures.

They’ve now spread out and taken up the parasol shape.

Slime mould closely following the form of the bark it was growing on. It was on one of the logs left to recycle naturally on the ground in Himley Plantation.

Brown birch boletes are one of the mushrooms which seem to have been popping up all over the place this autumnal fungi season.

These were on the patch of grass outside the car showroom on the Penn Road by the ring road roundabout.

Bryony is a climber, clinging to hedgerow bushes. At this time of year, the ripening berries are going from green, through yellow to ever darker shades of red.

Plums and custard mushrooms, otherwise known as red-haired agarics, growing on a hard of access log (part of a one-time conifer trunk) in the wood at Wightwick Manor.

The name comes from the colour of the cap and the gills/flesh. They are probably not edible.

Half-open water lily bud half trapped under the plant’s leaves in the pond at Wightwick Manor.

Bee intent on its work as it visits a Michaelmas daisy. As autumn approaches the flowers get rarer and more valuable to insects.

On a warm morning recently there were several different insects resting on the leaves of the same elder bush as they warmed themselves in the sun. There was a speckled wood butterfly.

A hoverfly.

A fly with bright red eyes.

Autumn leaves so red they seemed to glow, across the path from the pool in East Park.