
Water Meadows
There are rumours of a stork. On a tip off from a friend, I head down to the river and … Continue reading Water Meadows
There are rumours of a stork. On a tip off from a friend, I head down to the river and … Continue reading Water Meadows
It is amazing what can be found lurking out in the alley. Last summer, having given up all hope, I … Continue reading Family Planning with the Blackbirds
The tourist at the front of the queue peers anxiously into the bus. “Are you the bus to Fionnphort?” The … Continue reading The Bus to Fionnphort
Storm Erik, no relation, has blown in from the North and is busy clearing the cobwebs. I don’t fancy working … Continue reading Fen Blow
Three weeks on from my unsuccessful expedition to see the huge starling murmuration, circumstance has brought me back to this … Continue reading 50,000 Shades of Grey – Slight Return
After a day and night of sleety rain a lull has descended and the sun has reappeared, so I escape … Continue reading Hijinks
It is a grey and gloomy day as I set off east, away from the Fens and deep into Suffolk. … Continue reading 50,000 Shades of Grey
A Sunday in mid November, and it is a day of glorious life affirming sunshine. Sadly, I am up a … Continue reading Long Shadows and Woodsmoke
A few weeks back, on one of those unseasonably balmy evenings that October brought this year, I watched a lone … Continue reading The Last Bee of Summer
A quick lunchtime stroll around the Sanctuary, and I’m chasing shadows – glimpses of movement, flitterings and scutterings, and an … Continue reading Chasing Shadows