Today we're having a change from the grey, rainy autumn weather that had set in over the past week. Our local House Martins circle under a cerulean blue sky. They swoop down, then sharply up, to take a look at their nests that are sheltered under the barge boarding on the gable end of a neighbour's house. They will soon be making one last inspection before starting their long journey to Africa.
An olivey warbler - and I have to admit I can't tell whether it is a willow warbler or a chiffchaff - visits the teasels by the our garden pond.
At the edge of a city centre car park, a Red Admiral feeds on a Buddlehia flower.