A blog and photo journal about the natural history of north-west England and beyond
I sit beside the fire and think of all that I have seen, of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were, with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair. J.R.R. Tolkein Lord of The Rings Read More …
Just before 6.30am and a Purple Heron appears on the edge of the pool. Moving slowly towards us with eyes fixed on its prey suddenly it strikes trapping a young Eel in its bill. The Eel wraps itself around the heron’s bill in a bid Read More …