Category Archives: wild suburbia

What we talk about when we talk about pigeons

So many wood pigeons. I have played a small part in shoring up this overblown population. By one. One extra pigeon in 2017. This is how it happened. Continue reading

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The causeway and the wedding: ritual and hope on midsummer’s eve

First published in Earthlines magazine. Buy a subscription to support their wonderful work!¬† Steventon, Oxfordshire, June 2015. We would have been straight through and out the other side, were it not for the wedding we were going to in the … Continue reading

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The bee and the damson tree: everything is connected

The bee and the damson tree: what happens on a Munich balcony is a bewitching reminder of the interconnectedness of things Continue reading

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2015: thrice the kingfisher

I saw kingfishers along the river Crane three¬†times this year. Each time I thought I’d burst. It’s amazing they’re thriving, given that the river has suffered four big ‘pollution incidents’ in the last four years.* The first glimpse of ice … Continue reading

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Time, tree planting and commuting with birds: hymn to suburbia

This year I have lived a full half century. My children have grown up and left. For the first time in my life I’m living entirely on my own. It’s bloody lovely, this freedom, but I do find myself staring into space. A lot. And if I look back? Blimey, I’m thinking in decades, not in years. Continue reading

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Clatter of corvids on a blustery day

I walk my neighbours’ dog Harry when I can. He’s about four I think, not the sharpest tool in the box, but quite polite and incurious as dogs go, and good undemanding company. We always head for the river. It’s … Continue reading

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Light, camera, action

Last day of October and there was so much going on outside. Though the nasturtium foliage has been shredded by the voracious cabbage white caterpillars, their flowers are still brilliant, bringing bees and hover flies to my door. Common carder … Continue reading

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Bee heaven, first days of autumn

Today Jane, Wyn and I walked the length of Kerridge Hill, a ridge of millstone grit that rises quite suddenly to 800 feet above sea level east of Macclesfield. It was sunny and calm, with swallows hunting over the stunted … Continue reading

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My personal cult – the Alpine Garden Society

There are two things going on in my cult: one, a dogged devotion to seeing mountain plants growing in the wild; two, a painstaking obsession with growing them at home. Continue reading

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Between the A30 and the M3, Hampshire

10 May. Some days spring is so insistent.  

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