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As you can see from this photo it was a dark and dreary day, but I still found several signs of impending spring as I walked around the garden this afternoon: A carpet of snowdrops in the rose bed. Early … Continued
This afternoon I was on my way out of the door, big gear in hand, when a blast of cutting wind sliced through me, and I realised that spending even an hour sitting still in an open hide in the … Continued
What is wrong with this picture? I don’t mean technically – I can critique my own work quite fiercely enough, thanks all the same. What I mean is: it’s New Year’s Day, in the English West Midlands, and this (obviously) … Continued
I know it’s only two days since I was celebrating the fact that the solitary bees could be emerging just a couple of months from now, but I do find it worrying that my Iceberg rose is still flowering in … Continued