Just a meander

A sunny and warm day. Fluffy clouds skidding across the sky. A walk around the pools of Cranwich just because we can. No need for an early arrival or for putting up and monitoring mist nets (not that doing that is not fun). Just a meander along the path listening to the birds in the … More Just a meander

A walk in the Forest

Thetford Forest is not a uniform place, but a mosaic of habitats. From blocks of broadleaf trees in recreation areas or as buffers along roads, to areas of open grassy heathland, to patches of the commercial pine plantations. Even within those commercial blocks no two patch is the same, with areas recently felled, those with … More A walk in the Forest

The New Year

The New Year dawned slowly and drearily in North Wales. Low cloud and rain obscured the view from the hill side, rivulets of rain drops ran like miniature rivers down the window so it was almost impossible to see out. It was not the kind of morning you wanted to head outside, but rather one … More The New Year

Silhouettes of Wax

It was a beautiful November day. A brilliant blue sky with hardly a breathe of wind that barely stirred the leaves of the trees that were a blaze of golden yellow, orange and browns. The sun, already past its zenith and beginning its slow descent to the horizon, still retained some promise of warmth although … More Silhouettes of Wax

Wader Day

Ominous steely grey clouds were converging on the horizon across the marsh. The wispy white, puffy clouds over head were building, merging, growing, encroaching on the bright blue sky and beginning to block out the warm sun. In the pool just below my feet spots of rain soon began to ripple across the grey surface, … More Wader Day

An Antarctic Dream

Standing on crunchy white snow, looking up at the brilliant blue expanse of a vast sky stretching overhead uninterrupted in all directions. I close my eyes and just listen. There is no sound, the silence is deafening and perfect. Nothing can be seen for miles all around, just blinding white snow and ice. Beyond the … More An Antarctic Dream

Lynford Water

It had been a pretty dismal day, raining on and off, not really inspiring a desire to go outside. By the afternoon things seemed to be improving, the rain had stopped and while clouds still hung in the sky it was brightening. The clouds no longer looked ominous blue grey but were brightening to a … More Lynford Water

Memories

The wide promenade in Aberystwyth stretches along its coast, the sandstone paving of the prom drops down to the grey pebbly beach below. At one end the tall cliff of Constitution Hill with its old electric railway heading straight up to the view point and café at the top, awaits those who do not wish … More Memories