The last few days have been about looking down at what can be found by our feet and up in the skies.
Wednesday, 17 June
I found this zingy coloured lichen in the rubble by a car park a few yards from the office.
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| Lichen on wayside rubble. | 
The closed flowers of poor-man's weatherglass (scarlet pimpernel) nearby told me to expect a dull day.  
It was, indeed, a cloudy day. After some good food, fun cocktails and great wine at Marco's at Birmingham Airport Holiday Inn, I enjoyed a wonderful sunset. In spite of the fun evening, the picture isn't too wobbly!
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| Birmingham Airport Holiday Inn and sunset. | 
Thursday, 18 June
On my way back home, stole time to enjoy the wayside flowers between the office and Birmingham International station.
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| A colourful display of wayside flowers. | 
One particularly intriguing plant was Weld, which once-upon-a-time was grown for the yellow dye that could be extracted from it. 
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| Weld, in sight of the main line. | 
At the other end of my journey, while waiting for a taxi at Uckfield station, I appreciated the exhilarating air show put on by about 10 screaming swifts as they wheeled and dived over the Station Pub. When I got home, I had a less pleasing experience with a bird. I was slightly exasperated by having to remove a youngish magpie from our conservatory. This is the second time in about a week I've had to do this.
Friday, 19 June
In the garden, our wildflower patch is looking splendid and is attracting plenty of insects. 
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| Orange fox and cubs with bloody Cranesbill. | 
I am particularly pleased with the fox and cubs, which were revelling in the afternoon sunshine. These were amongst a batch of plants I got from 
British Wild Flower Plants and planted last September. In my post about 
Taming the Wild Patch I looked forward to the show, which has now well and truly started. I feel very satisfied with this exuberant little slice of nature that I created.
At about 10pm, I was gazing at the lovely combination of 
Venus and Jupiter, together with the moon, in the West when a bat flitted by.
 
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