Babies everywhere. This one is slightly less pink and squishy and rather more hairy than Grandson Two, whom R and I met over a Facetime call this morning, but is already walking and feeding itself very competently, and eating an … Continued
“Did you get it?” said the man sitting next to me in the hide. “I think so,” I replied – with no confidence whatsoever, because in the forty minutes I’d been sitting there the nuthatch had made perhaps ten lightning … Continued