This morning, Malcolm and I set off for a walk up Shipley Hill. It's been a while since we headed that way, so we thought we would rectify the situation. Our way was strewn with debris from the recent high winds. Twigs, leaves and berries of all shapes and sizes lined the pathways. Happily, there were still an enormous number of berries clinging to the bushes. These Guelder-rose berries looked redder than red in the sunshine. I hadn't noticed the Ladybird at the time.