The big, green reciprocating mower had been cleaned, greased and oiled. I had lovingly polished it until it shone in the sunlight... Teamwork makes the dream work! (photos by Rodger…
It's 5am on Sunday morning; the day of the Wheatfen Bird Ringing demonstration, and an unhealthily early start on what used to be called the “day of rest”. I’ve always…
Hairy Nuts Disco – now that's a phrase which could refer to all manner of shenanigans; let your mind run wild. Poisonpie, Deceiver, Scurfy Twiglet and Fenugreek Stalkball, just another…
September’s harvest moon rose gracefully over the far side of Home Marsh, a pale orb of glowing white elegantly climbing over the reedbed. Its eerie light reflected down to cast…
“Don’t’ worry, the wind is definitely going to die down by this evening.” I am unsure how many times I said this on the Saturday of the moth trapping event!…
There are a handful of days throughout the working year when everything seems to click into place. On such rare days, luck is with you and everything that you wish…