Evenings are getting noticeably lighter for longer, spring flowers are bursting forth and our reserves are teeming with wonderful wild sights.

Waxwings are a flighty phenomenon in the UK, and here in Lancashire we are in love with them! But what are waxwings, and why do they appear so suddenly in our fair county?

The final day and a time to reflect and not just on the past #12DaysWild out on Chat Moss but, owing to where I visited today, my reflections went back decade after decade of my life.

As if I needed a reminder that the penultimate day of this LWT #12DaysWild journey was upon me, the hedge posing as a long line of Christmas trees was suddenly devoid of all its decorative baubles…

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.

‘Twas the month of festivities, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse… except for a few notable birds on our reserves!

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.