There was once a youngster on his lifetime journey with the natural world (especially birdwatching) who, one rain-blessed and windswept day, was introduced to the diminutive Jack snipe.

A flooded field, a large pool formed and, finding this to its liking, along came a little egret, on Day Nine of #12DaysWild

We extend a warm welcome to all our visitors from Scandinavia and other such frozen landscapes.

I suppose I should feel obliged to mention the grey partridge, as I have volunteered to join in on the LWT #12DaysWild over Christmas.

“Ambushed” by a posse of at least 90 starlings, all resting on telephone wires along the road I take onto the moss.

Under the watchful eye of the Moon a wander into a landscape evolving for nature, on Day 5 of #12DaysWild

Grey, miserable-looking and windswept was the sky over the moss, as I set off on Day 4. Was this glum weather about to affect my mood and turn me back home?

Day three of my 12 Days Wild and I am back on the Moss in the wind and rain. Some things never change, but who am I to complain, I choose to be buffeted by the wind and my waterproofs simply…

First bird song of day two of my 12 Days Wild came from a small chorus of house sparrows, which almost made me forget that this bird is now on the Red List (highest category) of Birds of…

Peatlands birding legend Dave Steel begins his 12 days of Christmas rejoicing with the willow warbler -a 12cm marvel of feathers that migrates to Europe in the summer from Africa, returning in the…