Rome’s Rose-Ringed Parakeets
In Rome they are noisy, colourful and gregarious. They fill the parks and streets on glorious sunny days and love nothing better …
In Rome they are noisy, colourful and gregarious. They fill the parks and streets on glorious sunny days and love nothing better …
Curlews are in serious decline across the UK. It’s probably because so much of the land is used for food production and …
Forty years ago I was on holiday with my family. I still remember the thrill of my mum calling me to say …
The distribution of Herring Gulls must have changed significantly over the last forty years. I was 12 years old when I wrote …
I was thirteen years old when I wrote and drew in my nature notebooks about Blackbirds. ‘Sexual dimorphism’ is what I wrote; …
Forty years ago I obviously had very little to say when I saw a Coot, as this was my entry in my …
I’m on a personal journey to rediscover the natural world I described in my nature notebooks when I was a 12 year …
A view down the aisle at St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall.
Forty years ago I was a young boy with a fascination for nature and was dedicated to filling in my nature notebooks. …
Forty years ago I was busy filling in my nature notebooks. I wrote detailed notes in blue biro in my lined notepad …
These small red cliffs on Westray look just like Boulder Clay to me. I loved studying physical geography as a child, after …
Westray has no sandstone rocks, yet it has occasional sandstone pebbles on its beaches. Here’s one. It was brought from the island …
We’re exploring caves around the coast of Westray when we discover this wonderful depression filled with stones and pebbles inside a deeply …
I usually have no idea what the dawn is like. I’m sure that if you looked at the number of photographs I …
Noltland Castle on Westray is 16th Century. Surrounding it are 17th Century additions, one of which has this fragile arch still remaining. …
I find Orcadian poet Edwin Muir’s poetry so rich in symbols, metaphors and similes that it’s a constant joy to discover poems …
I was twelve years old when I started my nature notebooks. Despite my awful handwriting I noted down all the features which …
Someone was busy building with stones on Mae Sands. Clever hands made this beautiful bottle-shaped construction.
There’s a beautiful miniature rock stack on Westray. It’s slippery at dawn as I clamber down to the beach to see it.
“What’s going on?”
There are billions of tiny almost indistinguishable grains of sand yet together they can make the most wonderful patterns. We are all …
Forty years ago as a boy I was happy keeping my nature notebooks. On holiday in Wales I saw a Black Headed …
There’s something otherworldly about mushrooms. They’re more closely related to animals than they are to plants. A very different kind of life …
Forty years ago I was a small child on a mission – to see wildlife and to feel the joy of observing …
The fact that I’m alive is so incredibly unlikely. To be here now, to witness the Earth turning around the Sun, is a privilege.
Winter days on Westray are very much like the short flight between Westray and Papa Westray. The flight is the shortest scheduled …