On Wednesday, I had the pleasure of talking to Amy about her influences, writing habits and advice for emerging nature writers which you can read here
Another green space which I’ve travelled past many times but never explored. This is a further Great North Wood project site in this case owned by Croydon Council and is mostly oak woodland. Despite the dry month we’ve had, there is healthy-looking ground flora under the mature oaks, particularly in comparison with Dulwich Wood. I […]
A week later I finally worked out how to post this video extract from the Urban Tree Festival showcase 2020 of me talking about the #sundaynatureworkship podcast and a reading of my winning nature writing piece.
My article on moths can be read here
The sight broke my running pulse. It stopped me in my tracks. I catch my breath. A tiny bird inspects each side of every branch and twig of a hazel sapling on the edge of the path where I’m running. As it’s still for tiny fractions of a second, I struggle at first to tell […]
Back in July I was on a train into London when a man sitting opposite me stood up and flapped his hands frantically. A large dark moth was flying around his small son and the dad was determined to swat it away or kill it. I wondered at the time whether he’d have reacted like […]
16th – So enjoying the swifts that it’s almost unbearable the thought that they will be heading home soon. A whirlpool of them over Sydenham station yesterday… feels like they’ve got the urge for going (in Joni’s words). Ordered Lack’s book, Swifts in the Tower, today and will see if I can resist reading it […]
The surface layer in the woods this morning had the imprint of yesterday’s torrential rain firmly marked on it. Later on in the quiet of Wildside at the Wetland Centre, I enjoyed watching black headed gulls tenderly caring for their somewhat stroppy chicks.
11th At last the swifts are back here. I walk through the woods and along to the park with the aim of seeing them and gratifyingly 5 or 6 appear briefly.
The swift are still here but appear to fly together in a purposeful way suggesting they might be off soon. We’ve had six weeks without any rain. Some trees are beginning to shed leaves and gardens and grass are parched.