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I went for a walk in the gloom. Come along and see what I saw on my slow saunter....
An ancient field boundary with only veteran oaks marking its line. Beautiful trees with a winterbourne stream below them in the field.
The stream crosses the path with this small but fertile patch of uncultivated ground that floods in winter. The path has been built up over centuries to keep passing feet dry.
Further up the path a huge beech was toppled by the winds during Lockdown One. This old ash was damaged but look at the new growth - well over a metre of whips reaching up in hope.
Fungal growths are appearing everywhere. The rotting ash trunk has what I believe are King Alfred’s Cakes growing, some already ‘burnt’ & some still ‘cooking’.
Life is still burgeoning in the hazel coppice with catkins on the trees and tiny fungi helping decompose the leaf mould.
Berries everywhere. Rose hips, hollyberries, haws and ivy.
Squirrel damage to the bark of old beech trees. I think these may have been planted to celebrate the battle of Waterloo. They are reaching the end of their lives now.
Honeysuckle flowering. It was strange to smell its rich scent in November.
And finally what I think is Black Nightshade flowering and fruiting on the same plant.
Oh go on then...one last tweet in this thread. Couldn’t leave these out, could I!
