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Wandering my garden on Sunday afternoon, I spied a striking red and black bug on one of the plants. It wasn’t something I recognised, so I grabbed a photo to try identify it. From there, it got exciting… Advertisements
There are plenty of great examples of how conservation and development can work well together. But at other times, it can seem like nobody is ever really listening. Here in York a developer has expressed the intent to build 500 … Continue reading
After the initial jaunt to South Gare, I headed down to the beach at Redcar, stopping in a carpark that was home to far more gulls and Starlings than cars. My goal was twofold; eat my lunch and see if … Continue reading
It’s fair to say that if you mention the mouth of the Tees to most people, “birding hotspot” is not their first thought. The imposing industrial plants that flank the river instead suggest chemicals and pollution. Yet the reality is … Continue reading
One great thing about this time of year is that there are plenty of dragonflies around, even given the limited water on many sites. A Sunday stroll revealed plenty hunting over the local river, the Foss.
As it was a lovely evening, I decided to have a walk around Wheldrake Ings. Unfortunately what I’d not really appreciated was just how much the recent drought had depleted the pool where the waders usually hang out.
A very quick post to mark Day 8. I got up, had a run along the Foss listening to the sounds of birds singing and calling, in alarm, for territory, for food. It was beautiful. I recommend it!
As it was a glorious evening, I decided to go have a couple of hours wandering round Wheldrake Ings. I hoped I might get lucky and spot a barn owl. We’ll see how that worked out later.
One thing I have been meaning to do, and running out of time for, is a formal water vole survey of the section of the River Foss that I tend to walk. It has to be done by the 15th … Continue reading
We’ve had a noisy garden invasion recently as the first set of starling chicks have tipped out into the garden. They give nobody, certainly not us or their parents, a moment’s peace as they are constantly crying for more food.