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Summer’s End
For someone whose natural attire is thick jumpers and lace-up boots, the arrival of September is a breath of fresh air. I always grapple for inspiration during summer, but the one thing that keeps my camera from gathering dust is the emergence of butterflies. This season I saw my first Grayling during a trip to…
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A Fortnight in Fife
I’ve recently returned from an amazing holiday in Fife with my family. I say holiday… I ended up working throughout, but in my defence it was the perfect opportunity to do some research for an upcoming project that I have to keep under my hat for now! We’ve been holidaying in this particular cottage for…
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Muir of Dinnet
One of my favourite places to write about for my book was Muir of Dinnet, a nature reserve near Ballater in the Cairngorms National Park. Within a pretty small area, there are lochs, streams and patches of woodland, grassland and bog with a handy boardwalk for wildlife watching with dry feet. I always spend the…
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The Blues Brothers
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Look Down
I spend most of my time outside peering up. My love of nature began with birds so I’m constantly checking tree canopies and rooftops for anyone perching or preening. However, each summer my attention is snagged by a different kind of winged wildlife: butterflies. I consider myself pretty competent when it comes to bird ID…
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Summer Blends to Autumn
Today was the first day I’ve missed my woolly hat while out walking. I should have anticipated this from the sound of the moaning wind down the chimney, but I saw diluted sunshine and overestimated its efforts. We’ve hit that indecisive time between summer and autumn, when dressing for a walk becomes a series of…
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Birds at the bottom of the garden
As of today, I’ve been living in my new house a week! It’s not the biggest or the most glamorous, but it’s certainly enough to feel like home. There is also a generously sized garden that oozes potential. Currently, the grass is several feet high and tickles the midriffs of the two apple trees, but…