
Spadgers and spuggies
Every morning the sound of chirping melts across the front garden as the birds wake up and search for an early feast to start the day off.
Every morning the sound of chirping melts across the front garden as the birds wake up and search for an early feast to start the day off.
Mid May and as the saying goes, “n'er cast a clout till May is out”. The proverb basically reminds us of our fickle British weather and its ability to bathe us in warmth one day and bring…
As the days draw out and nights get shorter, with the sun higher in the sky, my thoughts turn back to this time last year: a lazy moment sat on a grassy bank overlooking the crystal clear waters…
As the hawthorn hedgerows sprout vibrant, green, spring growth and the branches sway in an easterly breeze, a bright yellow-topped, once familiar farmland bird erupts into song.