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
Drangerous
After a good night’s sleep the Boy Wonder bounced upright in fine form, and we had a lovely morning together. After breakfast (Bear Alphabites still the chosen food of champions, happily) he and R went for a walk around the … Continued
A tale of two hours
After being stuck in the house for most of the past three days I was raging to be out and about, so when we opened the curtains on sunshine this morning my first words to R were “Owl day!” “Go,” … Continued
Pieces of eight
Not wanting to try your patience at this stage of the year by posting too many invertebrates*, I’m bringing you a couple of rather more unusual sightings today. Both of them were pointed out to me by R, so if … Continued
