When weekends arrive its back out in the field, with a little time for dinner and drinking coffee in country pubs combating field guides and bird call recordings- we repeat over and over. Spending 5 days out on the reserves, then another 2 in the field its hard to break away from what is my… Continue reading I’m so stoked and there’s still tomorrow.
I have been curious of the tone in the bird song when I wake before dawn, indeed it may be in my haze but the vibrations feel lower, more subdued. So yesterday when I woke at 4am I rose and I drove to the Fen to see the sun rise. When I arrived at the… Continue reading Exploring silence