I say 'treat', but as always I manage to make the message a little bleak.

Fairy fingers fungus in the poplar copse.

Seen in a window on my incredibly slow jog.

Cats do still visit... just not often enough to worry the rat. Clare told me the foxes come every few nights and on this night, they did...

Another oak I have added to the Woodland Trust ancient tree index.

That kindness counts.

That being a feeling being is puzzling.

Birds are brilliant.

That the shadows are lengthening.

Conservation involves a lot of cutting down.

The first in a six day special!

...to be home.

...so, art instead.

Poem by CC; sketch by me.

This kitten - Smudge - and his two siblings have been adopted and will fly to the USA.

If you know the phases of the moon, you'll know this was about two weeks ago.

Days off have been had. And three museums visited.

You can't tell what it is??? It's a worm in diapause. Obviously.

Having a vape in the evening.

Nope, certainly not short of food.