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