Thin blue glass. They have been relentlessly blue, and the ground is like bleached iron after our driest spring for decades. If nature was the product of a single instant, Surrey would be a desert. But winter bequeathed spring a high water table. From that, or perhaps just dousing from morning dew, the fields remain […]| A Walk with Wildlife
Small grey paws on a hot shadowed road. That was over a decade ago now – meetings with the grey fox Urocyon cinereoargenteus, the cousin-that-isn’t to the red fox of the north. I spent summer 2014 in the hot, hot, remote and horsefly-haunted Mexico / Guatemala border region, tracking jaguars and tapir through a jungle […]| A Walk with Wildlife
How finely can nature be sliced? Imagine a thousand species in your lounge – it would be mayhem unless they keep a polite distance through occupying different chairs. In the wild, divisions a…| A Walk with Wildlife
1. When a stranger is in sight, sit down. My original blog was called ‘The Sitting Fox’ – for a good reason. They spend a remarkable amount of time on their haunches, sometimes wi…| A Walk with Wildlife