so often at this time of year, my only taste of the outdoors is
the walk to the post office: yellow willow leaves litter the banks
of the stream. At the entrance to the paddock below the grey railway
viaduct greater celandine (left) is still
in flower while in a neglected corner nearby there are still white
trumpet flowers of greater bindweed.
a corner of an immaculate new lawn some fungi, probably fairy
ring fungi, are sprouting.
Richard Bell, firstname.lastname@example.org