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Springtime on the moor
By     |    Apr 26, 2013
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Springtime on the moor

On Dartmoor, the birds are singing. Meadow Pipits burst into the sky, pouring their hearts out, then parachute down to the ground again, whilst Skylarks belt out endless arias and Yellowhammers, perched in bare thorn bushes, chant ‘a little bit of bread and no cheese’. I hold Izzy’s hand as we climb the hill, aware that this is Adder country and that it is sunbathing weather for snakes today. We [...]

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Red Kite feeding frenzy
By     |    Mar 28, 2013
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Red Kite feeding frenzy

There is a bitter wind howling through the forest, bending the trees like pipe-cleaners and ruffling the surface of the lake. Red Kites are circling, whistling to each other, waiting for the food to be delivered and below them, people are gathering, blowing on their frozen fingers, stamping frozen toes, to watch. An expectant calm falls over the place. Then, food is thrown down onto the ground and suddenly a [...]

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Finding frogspawn
By     |    Feb 16, 2013
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Finding frogspawn

Izzy starts to jiggle excitedly in her carrier as we approach Tottiford Reservoir. “Bath!” She cries, pointing at the water, “Bath! Bath!” I explain to her that the water is cold and deep, not like a bath at all, then put her down to walk amongst the Rhododendrons. A few minutes later she stops to stare at the mud that has dirtied her shiny purple shoes. I show her that [...]

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Birds of marsh and farm
By     |    Feb 10, 2013
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Birds of marsh and farm

Beyond the desolate car park and sorry-looking mini-golf course of the flood-damaged Swan’s Nest pub we find Powderham Marshes RSPB Reserve. Led by a noisy guide in flashy lime attire, a Green Woodpecker, we follow the path around the field edges. A couple of Mute Swans, these ones so different from the bold birds we met at the quay last week, are resting by a stream, next to some Canada [...]

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