Anemone
It’s a mark of my age, or the way my brain’s wired up, or maybe just my current level of permanent near-hysteria, that I can’t say the word “anemone” without doing a kind of Monty Python Gumby sketch thing with … Continued
In mourning
Yes – hello to you too. You didn’t have to stand on top of the rosemary and wave at me, actually: I’d already spotted you. The first site I checked for invertebrates today was this large rosemary bush, which is … Continued
Fartnarkling
This is what happens on a day when I can’t go out looking for wild things to stalk: I get bored, and then I start with the fartnarkling. To be fair, these lilies are in a pretty tired state now, … Continued