I snapped this magnificent cock Pheasant staring out from the undergrowth covering the bank at the top of my garden in Spring 2005 as he attempted to attract the attentions of the half dozen or so hen Pheasants feeding from the trough that I fill with seed and grain mainly for them and the Red-Legged Partridge who visit from time to time. Unfortunately, the ladies weren’t the least bit interested in our avian Casanova and totally ignored what I thought were some pretty impressive…

If you like anything pink, then this one’s for you.

The science of Pink.

“The poetry of the Earth is never dead” (John Keats)

It’s hard to believe just how poorly my wife was feeling when I took this shot. This was back in September, 2012 and her new courses of treatment weren’t even scheduled to begin until early October. Plus, our son had recently moved to Berlin, where he’ll be doing his psychology doctorate and our daughter had left for university in California just a few days beforehand (where she’s loving every minute of being the only Brit on campus and has already completed about half of…

This is the first photograph I’ve taken in ages that I like.

I put a photo of a Red Admiral on the “Home” page of www.wildliferanger.co.uk perched on an old dead log. I uploaded it to show how well camouflaged they are against such a background when their wings are closed and I’ve done the same with this picture….except it’s to show how equally camouflaged they are against foliage as well.

I came across the first of these stuck in a gatepost near the village of Chedworth in the Cotswolds. Then I found another about a hundred yards away…and then another….and another. In fact, they occurred about every one or two hundred yards (paces) in an almost straight line all the way to Bourton-on-the-Water nearly fourteen miles to the East as the Crow flies!They certainly hadn’t been there long because none of them showed signs of withering and I always felt that whoever…

Stroppy Madam and Uppity Bill Robin are happy to announce the safe arrival on Friday, 18th April of theirthree beautiful triplets….Rhianan, Ricky and Randy. Both Mum and babies are doing well and ask if donations could be made to the hospital’s maternity ward in lieu of flowers. Thank-you.

Let’s face it, who doesn’t dream of finding the perfect Owl pellet? All those exquisitely formed, but totally gross little rodent skulls that only a day or two previously were part of a living creature running around in the hedgerows and fields. Well, the thing is, I’ve been collecting, analysing and recording what I find in them for years. In fact, they were nearly always the mainstay of my little nature table displays when I was very young and still at primary school way back…