A little over a week ago, I spent a few days in Ireland with my brother and my mum. In the mornings, before the others surfaced, I would head out for an hour or two and watch the day breathe life into the fields beside the quiet country road to Portlaw.
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I don’t know which one of us is more stupid — me or our dog, Sable. The two of us have taken to wandering the local tracks of the campo and trekking across open fields in the moonlight, when anybody with half a brain would be tucked up in bed.
Continue readingWhen we were away at Doñana last month I was asked by my students what my favourite bird was and I found it hard to answer because there are two that are vying for that particular position. One of these is the European Bee-eater and the other is the Red-necked Nightjar and at this time of year they both turn up on our doorstep.
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