In Bullcliffe Woods the warmth and wet of recent weeks have brought out a variety of fungi including . . .
As we walk up from Blacker Beck through the fields to Hollinhirst farm, two Swallows circle around us.
This fragment of a brown stoneware jar lies on the earth amongst the emerging brassica seedlings. It probably got out here when nightsoil, the waste from cesspools, was spread on the fields in Victorian times.
There is a Clarkes brewery in Wakefield, perhaps that was where this originated. I hope whoever drank it, perhaps a hundred years ago, enjoyed the contents.