Semi-mature

On my way along the Roman Road at lunch time, heading for the Heart of England Forest at Barton, I experienced another low-level fly-over by the Red Arrows. All along the road people were parking their cars wherever they could … Continued

White-faced darter

I kicked off my tenth year of blipping in good style today, by visiting Chartley Moss in Staffordshire. This floating peat bog is a privately owned site that’s currently managed by Natural England, and can only be visited under their … Continued

Nine

“What are you going to do for your nine-year thingy?” enquired R yesterday. “Oh, bugger,” I said. “I’d completely forgotten.” And then, “I’m going to go to Trench Wood, and find nine interesting invertebrates.” Several things occur to me about … Continued

Beauty and the beast

“Oh, there you are, Beautiful!” I said. “I thought I’d lost you. Thanks for hanging around.” I admit to having looked over my shoulder quickly to make sure no-one else was in earshot, but I make no apology for talking … Continued