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Essay: In south London, a place reclaimed by weeds
As featured in The Earthlines Review: Crystal Palace, London, March 2013 It’s 6:30 am. We’re strolling along the Crystal Palace ridge, a chunk of wild land made up of all kinds of plants, a few...
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Somewhere between the woods and the water
First published on Caught by the River The River Avon, Bristol, June 2013 I walk along the floating harbour in search of the woodlands I know are further downstream of the Avon, high above the city of...
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Something new
Farthing Downs & New Hill, London, July 2013 On the Downs the butterflies are immediately evident, the week old broods of meadow brown ferry amongst the long grasses, rarely stopping to feed on...
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The shock of the heartwood
Full set of photographs here on Flickr Farthing Downs, London, January 2014 The long shadow of a jogger crosses me and at first I think it’s someone approaching. A peek over my shoulder shows the...
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Deer and shadows
Newton Stewart, Galloway, Scotland, February 2014 A lady with a crutch and white hair slipping from a woollen hat stops me in the road. She saw me photographing the upturned soil and root plate of a...
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The beaver’s work
Mutěnice fish ponds South Moravia, Czech Republic, July I’m standing in the street waiting for Moravian ornithologist Karel Šimeček. From here I can see a serin on a TV aerial across the road, and from...
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Essay: John Keats and how nature makes us feel so small
Galloway, Scotland John Keats (1795-1821) died aged 25 thinking himself a failed poet. Today he is revered as a great. I mine his poems for evocations of nature, the nightingales, the bees ‘bustling...
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As we trace the final sett of a south London badger it has to be asked –...
It dawned on me a few months ago, when a cull looked to be too stupid and ugly a prospect, that we can show no real mettle in the battle to stop the slaughter of wildlife overseas if we are seen to be...
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