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As I child I read a book called Magic of the Senses by Vitus B. Droscher, a popular science exploration of the …
As I child I read a book called Magic of the Senses by Vitus B. Droscher, a popular science exploration of the …
I’ve enjoyed the Wrens at Einar this year. They’ve been a joy. Their lives are led in a sheltered garden, full of …
There’s a Tern hunting for fish at the Bay of Tafts. It’s a beautiful day and visibility is good. Amazingly there’s someone …
The encyclopaedia says there are four seasons in temperate latitudes. Billy Connolly, however, said, “There are two seasons in Scotland; June and winter”. …
Absolute scenes here today at Einar as the Wrens fledged. I’ve been watching the parents bringing invertebrates into one of my ‘useful …
This time I know what I’m looking for. I’m a man on a mission to find one of Britain’s rarest bumblebees. I’ve …
I’m standing in the garden of Einar, against a stone wall, taking photographs of Swallows. They’re great to practise on because they’re …
There’s a piece of marshland I regularly trespass on. It’s between a river and a railway and accessible only by climbing down …
Humans and Puffins. We share a love of sunlight on turquoise ocean. And sparkles. We both love sparkles. I’ve just added another …
Umbilicus rupestris is a great scientific name for Wall Pennywort. Its alternative name is Navelwort. I prefer the name Bellybutton plant, but …
Farming near a town must be very stressful. It’s not just the dogs being walked near sheep. Although that’s stressful enough. There’s …
I’ve cycled out to The Wood again. I’m collecting my trail camera (more of which, later) and want to check on the …
I’ve seen Bee Orchids before. I went all the way to Brixham to search for them and was successful. They were a …
Bluebells are a woodland species. Here, on Dartmoor, there are fields of them. It used to be forest but we cut all …
I’m having a wander through the reeds in the heat of the sun. I can hear the robotic call of the Reed …
I’m cycling around villages in South Devon when I see an old stone wall completely covered in intense yellow-gold flowers. It looks …
I’m incredibly excited that there are Iron Age hill forts nearby. Of course there are, there are hundreds of them. Who knew? …
I’m currently reading the third volume of the Ladybird Book of British Birds and their nests from the 1950s. Times have changed: …
There’s Blackbird activity in the town centre. This female has a beak full of worms. It’s suggested to me that they might …
House sparrows have accompanied human domestication. They’ve followed our agricultural practices. They’ve lived in our homes and they’ve eaten our spilled grain. …
Sometimes you’ve just got to stop and listen to nature.
Sticky Willie. Cleavers. Goosegrass. All great names for an extraordinary plant. Here it is is a pool of sunlight in a South …
I’ve finally found the active Buzzard’s nest deep in The Wood.
I’m currently reading the third volume of the Ladybird Book of British Birds and their nests from the 1950s. Times have changed. …
My friend Paul made and put up an owl box in one of the large trees which border his property. He chose …
Have you noticed the weather. There’s a possibility that you’re reading this in the UK, so it’s likely that you’re similarly obsessed …
I decide to get up at dawn and go to Dartmoor. I’ve decided that before and stayed in bed. This time I …
The Green Hairstreak is a green butterfly. Saying it’s green really does do it a disservice, though. Just look at that colour! …
I’m walking through a narrow walkway in the reeds, looking for Reed Warbler’s nests, when I come across a Swan-made clearing in …
I’m currently reading the third volume of the Ladybird Book of British Birds and their nests from the 1950s. Times have changed: …