ABC Wednesday - Nature Walk

Nature and the rhythm of the year as autumn turns. The late flowers are on their final flush, the roses

bloom in perfection for the final time, while the pampas grass arrives and shoots for the sky, its fonds float in the breeze, what care they that there will be winds in November, ha, they say, we laugh in the face of wind and will bend, this is our time.

Berries are in profusion in hedgerows, nuts are falling from the trees, birds are spoilt for choice

 although sometimes it is easer to eat nuts already shelled.

The Leven River at its tidal end with sandy banks at the time of this month's neap tide, the least rise and fall of the lunar month.  This short river drains much of the nearby woods, this is a very nemorous area, (no the spell check could not cope with nemorous, it means wooded).

I love a duck-board and this one makes a very wet patch of wood navigable without the mud oozing over shoes.  My companion, the mud-hound, having managed over the last few weeks to be as one with mud completed this walk almost totally dry.

The fascinating fungi love the damp of an autumn wood, I do not know enough about them to name this one but possibly as there were dozens of them growing on a fallen tree from its shape it is a  type of Paxilllus.

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