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Over the weekend I saw a post by a local photography friend about a damselfly he’d photographed at NT Croome a week previously, which looked to me like a Willow Emerald. Today he said that the record had been confirmed … Continued
“Would you like to go to Forest Farm?” I asked the Boy Wonder. “In a minute,” he replied, carrying on building his bricks into a rocket. A little later: “Shall we go to Forest Farm now?” said R. “No,” was … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this morning to run errands and eat cake, and I offset the cake a little by taking a rapid walk down to Weir Brake lock in search of dragons. I didn’t find any, probably … Continued
After being stuck at home for nearly forty eight hours I was raging to be out and about, but the weather outside my study window wasn’t enticing, and neither of my weather apps was optimistic. By this point in the … Continued