The burnished fires of Autumn were rampant under crystalline skies as we strolled round Beth Chatto’s today:
Foliage and fruit – a colourful feast for the eyes as well as the hordes of berry-eating thrushes:
Usually a feature of the autumn, in common with most of the droughted south-east it seems, fungi were few and far-between:
And the remaining flowers: some expected, others more surprising hangers-on from the summer, but all valuable sources of nectar or pollen for late-season insects:
But amazing to see the number of insects on the wing, a nod to the wonderful summer past and a promise that the days will again be getting longer in just six weeks’ time. Hornets, Red Admirals and Common Darters are perhaps to be expected, at least until the first hard frosts, but Caddis Flies and Willow Emerald Damselflies? Strange times are afoot as the seasons disintegrate…:
