The sun being as dramatic as any teenager over Port Meadow this morning.

The sun being as dramatic as any teenager over Port Meadow this morning.
Did you know mushrooms 'talk' to one another? Some can recognise up to 50 'words' - though they use pulses rather than tongues.
Today's Creative writing prompt on Substack is: if you could talk to your local mushrooms, what would you tell them? 🍄
Every morning at this early hour
(only a little after four thirty am),
I see Fox trotting down the street,
going about their lawful occasions,
while I am watching from my window,
always thrilled by a sight that's sweet.
Saw this guy on the woods today and wondering if anyone knows their identity?
Beside tangled brambles, an unexpected whisper of excitement or is it exhilaration. It burrows, unnamed, between my shoulders. Hearing has been bad these past few days, so birdsong is muted. Hips and haws are deep crimson. Archangel. Drizzle. Two ducks. Home.
Here comes Mr Fox
casually trotting
down the street,
unfazed by the human
gazing admiringly
from their window;
a quick glance
into my eyes,
a brief flick of the tail
before you pass
out of my sight.
A prompt for the birders #DailyNature
Misunderstood Nature - on talking monkeys, badgers and the complexity of peace...
Listen or read online now
Also, some submissions from the #DailyNature call this week
Yesterday was World Mental Health Day, which was the theme of the #DailyNature creative prompt.
I'm sorry for the delay, but I was wrestling with my internet like mad and wanted to go explore the forest.
So, here it is anyway -
How is everyone?
(I noticed that even before some dozen of them flew away in threes and fours, there were far fewer Canada Geese on Port Meadow, and hardly any Greylag Geese at all, in comparison to the last two weeks.)
I met this cheery #mushroom in the New Forest. He said his name was Pete Bolete! 🍄 🙂
I think it’s a Scarletina Bolete, but he neither confirmed or denied! 🤐
#UKFungusDay #DailyNature
#FungiFriends #Fungi
@britmycolsoc.org.uk
Loping, lithe figure
catching my eye:
a Fox crossing the road,
tail held straight out,
head up and alert;
a lovely 4am surprise.
Sorry this is a little late but if the clouds aren't covering your world perhaps it's perfectly timed?
Today's #DailyNature Writing Prompt
Do chains come in glass?
Brown aspec water wobbles.
Leaves curly in chrysalis:
peridot swept to cherry,
Blue bullet blows
jiggling canal.
I let glass wilt
rectangular, black,
empty without attention.
Kingfisher glides back
over khaki reflected lush
phone click: screen off
Today's prompt is inspired by the Draconid Meteor shower that should hopefully be seen over the next few nights, cloud willing
Write about something in nature dismantled:
Peel a (non-toxic) mushroom and observe its wavy layers? Get your microscopes out?
What do you see?
You, who are gazing
Into the water so earnestly?
Do you see the summer skies
Of your youth, when life was green
And the air sweet with your scent?
For meeting you now
That is what I see too;
The summer you still
Bring into my autumn.
Do seeds let go?
Do they clutch their mothers
fearing the fall of independence
Do they jump?
Lusting for soil
act of propitiation
madness in their roots
Do they embrace fates ghost?
Salmon of the air
spinning their tails
with visions of spring,
determined towards hope.
Today's writing prompt is inspired by the anniversary of the International Space Treaty
Write a treaty for nature
What can we do together?