Grumpy
What with one thing and another, it was after 2pm when I finally made it out of the house – a situation which is never likely to end well, photography-wise, at this time of year. Arriving in Stratford I made … Continued
Stoatal fail
“Look!” I said to R, pointing. “A weasel! No, a stoat!” as I saw the distinctive black tip to its tail. We were walking up the carriage drive at Charlecote, and the stoat was no more than ten feet away … Continued
Furry jumper
The crook from which this peanut feeder hangs sports a squirrel baffle. Despite the evidence of this photo, it works quite well – at one stage it felt as though we were spending more money on bird supplies than on … Continued
Fox of the Day
It was misty and cold first thing, the kitchen was frigid, and I’m still sporting summer plumage, so I’d taken my tea and toast back to bed and was tucked up warmly under the duvet with a book, trying not … Continued
Water Shrew
When I arrived home this afternoon and told R that I’d just spent forty five minutes trying to photograph something that wasn’t a dragonfly, he looked understandably bemused and asked me what it was. “I don’t actually know,” I said. … Continued
Slimbridge
I wouldn’t usually post a photo of a captive animal when I have perfectly good bee photos that I took in the garden at home before setting off out, but R and the Boy Wonder met the otters at Slimbridge … Continued
Haring around
“You’d better go out,” said R, who’s preparing to do some gigs with one of his oldest friends (for the first time in twenty five years), and preferred not to have me in the house during their rehearsal this lunchtime. … Continued