Turning pink
I wanted to go owling again today – because, of course – but it was cold and windy, and in the end I convinced myself that it wasn’t a good idea. So instead I went and sat in an open … Continued
I wanted to go owling again today – because, of course – but it was cold and windy, and in the end I convinced myself that it wasn’t a good idea. So instead I went and sat in an open … Continued
In contrast to yesterday, today was cold, dark, windy, grey, and generally quite dreary, so it was nice to see the colour pop of this gull’s vivid bill as I walked past the Bancroft Basin this afternoon. It was also … Continued
After (virtuously, if rather belatedly) doing my tax return this morning, I zoomed off to the Cotswolds, arriving at the owl field at 1.20pm to find Hillyblips already set up and ready to shoot. We then stood… and stood… and … Continued
In the spirit of starting the year as you mean to go on, I hauled myself out of my desk chair this afternoon and went to Slimbridge. The light was Stygian before I even got there, and by the time … Continued
What a difference a day makes. When R and I went to Stratford this afternoon for our now-traditional end of year meal-out-and-debrief, it was almost impossible for me to believe that yesterday’s glorious weather ever happened. I always like to … Continued