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After a morning of doing useful but boring things, I took myself off to Tiddesley Wood this afternoon, in search of birds. It was fortunate that I’d remembered (for once) to take field glasses with me, because I had a … Continued

R suggested this morning that we should take advantage of a sunny morning, and pop over to Croome for cheese scones a walk. We arrived to find the car park surprisingly busy for a term time Tuesday…. and then realised … Continued

I very much think that this will not be an original thought, but as soon as I saw the theme set by KangaZu for today, I immediately knew what I was going to have to do: I’ll have a go … Continued

In Stratford at lunch time, a couple of kayakers were hurling themselves repeatedly against the bottom of Lucy’s Mill Weir. It looked like a fairly exhausting exercise to me, but they were clearly enjoying themselves, and R, who went to … Continued

R and I did gardening today. Have I mentioned that I hate gardening? Probably not, because I’m very stoical, and almost never talk about myself – but now you know: I hate gardening. However, I hate a garden that looks … Continued

It was a lovely day today, with a definite promise of spring. This morning the first hairy-footed flower bee of the year (A. plumipes to you; plumpie to me) was reported on the BWARS Facebook page, which had me rushing … Continued

After several days of fairly horrid weather we were blessed with a nice morning, so despite the fact that my mountain of unprocessed raw files has now achieved critical proportions, I thought I’d go out on a bird hunt and … Continued

R and I went to Broadway this morning for Valentine’s Day coffee and cake – which is just the same as everyday coffee and cake, except that we sat smirking at each other instead of going through the news feeds … Continued

I had to be in Stow for a haircut this morning, and as the weather at home was merely dank, I thought it was worth taking a camera with me and going up onto the Burford road afterwards in search … Continued

A Smuggler’s Song If you wake at midnight, and hear a horse’s feet, Don’t go drawing back the blind, or looking in the street, Them that ask no questions isn’t told a lie. Watch the wall my darling while the … Continued