Old dog dreaming. Old Crone moaning.

Cat's eyes.

Trigger warning: misery abounds.

The lookout.

The nest of a reed warbler. The birds had left it - no homeless warblers!

This is not an appropriate photo. Problem was, I misread cow for crow.

A crazy hypothesis.

The clocks changed and the clouds broke last weekend. In the park, this poor ash tree was brought down. I was glad it wasn't the next...

Well, first off, it hides some of the aging face that I have not become accustomed to.

You might not regard this as pleasing...

Today I hid a dog treat under a pile of leaves and CD was very happy to find it. He took off and flew high above and around me as I...

I know, it doesn't mean anything to me either.

Sad to see this little squirrel corpse. I don't know what happened, though his head looked a bit squashed. Rather different from this...

I suppose after all the natural world stuff that I ought to at least try to think a bit about that philosophy thing.

CD getting a treat from a pot.

A sallow 'walking'.

In the photo, there's a fallen tree and the WT beavers stacked logs around it to make a place for insects to live. The sun had come out...

A golden tree at Old Sulehay

In my recent crow course, I learned that crows - like humans - can't see well at night. The theory is that by roosting at night in urban...

I'm pleased with this new purchase. For my big vegan dinners.