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It was either some beautiful berries climbing up the electricity pole cable or a huge toadstool.  I thought the berries looked like a decoration.

A nothing sort of day - not warm, not cold, no wind, no sun, grey.  A good day I suppose for starting to put the garden to bed for the Winter.  Brought in the sun umbrellas, strapped tarpaulins over the more vulnerable sculptures, trimmed some shrubs, cut down the herbaceous plants, mowed up some leaves.  I have earned a glass of wine this evening.