If really felt like late summer in the Beechwoods this morning – bright sun, but a chill wind that sent a surf-like susurrus through the treetops. Big mushrooms with scaly biscuit coloured caps sprouting through the open ground under the beeches were a hint of approaching autumn. The appearance of a slug after a wet night was not surprising – leaving its silvery train two metres up a beech tree was.
Photo: Beechwoods, Cambridge, August 2017