The Wild was defiantly under the influence of the planet Mercury (the bringer of rain) as I peered out of the kitchen window, cuppa in hand, meaning that there was a 0.0001 percent chance that I…

Such mornings as this, seem to suggest rather than dictate how I should wander out on the moss.

The Wild seemed to be offering a Sunday sermon as I shared my breakfast minutes with starling, house sparrow and goldfinch.

An easy amble with the Wild on the outskirts of Greater Manchester on the 13th day of my 30 Days Wild experience.

Breakfast shared with a pair of greenfinch, which were starting their day with high energy sunflower hearts.

An encounter with a less than wild rabbit - although Day 11 of my 30 Days Wild adventures began a tad earlier than that contemplative meeting.

A splash of rain brought about a spontaneous change on Day 10 of 30 Days Wild, as the sky above me filled with swift.

It sometimes seems that the story of the wild simply wants to write itself and tell its own story whilst I quietly move through its landscape.

Now that some of the crops are gaining some height, at last, it's always nice to know that for another day my personal audiologist had confirmed that my hearing is up to scratch at least in…

It’s Day 7 of my 30 Days Wild adventure – so it’s a cuppa, a bowl of cereal, an appreciation of my better half shopping in a changed world, then a wander onto Chat Moss.