green wood cup

chlorociboria aeruginascens (sounds like a very grand aunty) growing on our paddock fence. This little fungus stains wood green and was much prized for marquetry when it grew on oak. The outer surface is described as scurfy, like my coat. 

lanes

although most of the wild flowers have gone except for a few pale limp campion, the colours are very rich at this time of year as the bracken dies off and the leaves on the trees begin to turn.

It is getting very exciting for me. Who will claim the prize? Me, again ??

celestial fireworks

.... a suitably fiery end to November 5 followed by mass canine hysteria, mum hiding behind the sofa, Uncle Max hiding under the dining room table with his paws over his ears and Harriet, shaking uncontrollably sitting on Dad, meanwhile I made sure the fireworks came nowhere near us by barking very loudly all night. 

Lunch

looking like several bars of music, some reckless starlings confront the local vulture. 

morning light

sometimes it is hard to convey the astonishing beauty and peace of the space we walk through; with tall trees and autumnal tones it feels like the inner space of an enormous joyful cathedral

who's watching who

... you may see that we were being watched as well. Usually, it is very difficult to see deer through the thickets and trees