Song of the Sedge

Summer seems to be a bit wayward in appearing here, it's grey today, but warm. Good growing weather.

We take an evening walk through the valley. There's a varied song from a sedge warbler on the Strands, the rushy field between the river and the canal. In a previous diary I said this reminded me of 'the patter of a stand-up comic with a bit of this and a bit of that'.

On an old log - the remains of a rustic bench - by the towpath there's a sulphur yellow patch of slime fungus. It has the texture of cauliflower (when I point it out to friends the next day it has dried up and turned ashy grey).

Richard Bell, richard@willowisland.co.uk