Water voles once thrived throughout the country and could be found on nearly every waterway in Britain. But within less than 50 years populations have plummeted by a shocking 90% - becoming one of…

Walking past the shed door, a flicker of movement caught my eye, the late afternoon sunshine illuminating the streaky brown paintwork and flaking woodwork

Standing knee deep in a babbling brook, my eyes focussed through the ripples of water that surround me as I scan the gravel bed for signs of life.

Hot and humid, stillness all around as the quiet morning of a late summer day unfolds.

There is nothing as pleasurable as sitting in a sunny spot, with the crystal clear cool waters of a chalk stream rolling by.

One of the closest Yorkshire Wildlife Trust reserves to my home is the magical Kiplingcotes Chalk Pit.

I am very lucky to be able to spend time in quiet, secluded locations where wildlife encounters occur. I always carry a camera and this often pays dividends when least expected.

A vibrant blast of violet shouts out alongside a whitewashed wall, the strong evening sunshine highlighting the colour contrast, picking out the shadows as another day drifts to a restful dusk.…

...and 'aimez moi'

A knock on the door and a request for help yesterday led to an unexpected close encounter with an often seen aerial acrobat