...and things are not as they should be. These words from my favourite Shakespeare play (Hamlet, Act 1, Scene 5) come to mind as I try to walk off the Christmas cheer. We have never known such a warm December, the daffodils are out, and I have roses on my Christmas table, and honesty, clematis …
As a wildlife tourism researcher, my work has taken me to some beautiful and remote places around the world. On the dark days of a British winter, I will use these pages to retell my story; of how wildlife sightings, though often brief, create long lasting memories of places, people and nature, and of deeply philosophical …
As much as I love living in Dorset, my natural inclination is always to head South West towards home. I know every mile of the coast path between Dartmouth and Fowey; where the best cliffs, caves or rock pools are. I could take you to see pipe fish (related to seahorses), cushion stars, jewel anemones, …
It is a wonderful thing to feel a connection to the land; to feel a sense of belonging, of being ‘home’. There is a small rocky outcrop on Dartmoor which I have called mine. It is my thinking spot, a decision space. A high place. If you look behind you, you can see the River …
Rewilding journeys 