Back in black

One of our more welcome neighbours. Great to hear him singing – a sure sign Spring is on its way.
Black Witches’ Butter.

One of the more unusual fungi that benefits from the rain. In summer the jelly like fruiting bodies shrivel up into a dry crust. 

Black Witches’ Butter growing on Oak
Another local who’s been singing throughout the winter.

Every winter there appears to be more and more Robins who’ve adapted to singing under streetlights at 6am in the morning. Maybe its the only time they can be heard against the backdrop of traffic pouring off the M60 and into Manchester.

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