Day six of 30 Days Wild and I wander west to look for the Wild which was quite easily found as it fell from the sky in bucketloads helped along by a driving westerly wind.

Were the seeds of my imagination set on their way by the squally rain showers that enjoyed their dominance of Day Five or was it just the product of a soggy head that gave today’s wild a seaside…

The wild today offered but a leaden sky which to some degree perhaps should have pleased me for it complemented my head’s sweep of grey that seems to have been further whitened by the recent run…

Yes I agree with the LWT that being out and amongst our wildlife does lift the spirits.

Why were these normally agile airborne hirundines mauling about on that Farmsteads Lawn?

Once more I will try to join in with the Lancashire Wildlife Trust with its 30 days wild in June…let’s see how much I can do and how much you can take!

Chat Moss birding legend, Dave Steel, shares why he loves our mosslands.

Somehow today’s dawn seemed to be aware that the final day of my festive odyssey was at an end and Christmas, with all its fizz and sparkle, was over for another year.

A mishmash of a day in the wild, you might say a rehash of an earlier report for today the jaunt started at 6.15am and the Wild soon dragged me, slightly reluctantly, into the dark and onto…

A chance to give something back for nature for today was my first of three winter bird counts out on Little Woolden Moss Nature Reserve for the Lancashire Wildlife Trust