There is a place on the road that we live which seems to be the sweet spot for producing sightings of Sottish mammals in all their glory. It has been in this spot that we have seen Roe Deer, Red Deer and my first ever Pine Marten. Yesterday was no exception. As I bimbled along … Continue reading Welcome to Squirrel crossing
The sound of the wren in full song takes me back to my childhood. Walking lanes in late spring, on my way to school. The loops and trills holding youthful excitement, trepidation and a love for the experiences of the corporeal world. Here was the tiniest of birds, out there in the hedgerows of beech … Continue reading Birdsong, Memories And The Jenny Wren
Waking down by the burn this afternoon I saw an interesting piece of poo. Stuck up on a tussock of grass it seemed to be broadcasting the presence of its owner. Here I am, this is my patch, beware!
The small white flowers of the snowdrops have begun to flower in the front garden on the verges of the roads and along the boundary of the top field. Appearing first among the wintry hedgerows the snowdrop has been a mainstay of the beginning of the end of winter. This year however it has had … Continue reading Snowdrops Larks and Partridge
This journal is hopefully to be a record of sightings and feelings felt while living in a beautiful landscape. I will try not to self-edit as much as possible and hopefully the entries will be more than just a list of species seen. Writing about nature to me is about the intimate and personal reflections on … Continue reading Why a nature journal?
Giving Whuffle her afternoon feed I usually stand beside her stable gate keeping her company and watch for birds. Over the last week or so I’ve noticed a sparrow hawk with a missing primary usually makes an appearance. Always around the same time of day. Sometimes she will glide quickly along the stone wall boundary, … Continue reading The mystery of the missing primary
In 2018 I came to live in a very special place in the highland corridor of Perthshire. Yellowhammer House sits perched on the side of a very gentle valley overlooking the meandering path of the river Earn. Formerly the house was the local primary school and it still has its original playground and accompanying out … Continue reading Yellowhammer House