Seabird jizz

Manx shearwater

When you see a bird often enough, its jizz begins to rub off on you—if you'll pardon the expression.


Milky Way

I’ve never seen stars remotely approaching those in Anglesey. There are so damn many of them. Thousand upon thousand. Too many to count.

Pleasures of August


August on the Dee Marshes and the Pennine Moors, including encounters with a bolshie pheasant, a practising peregrine, and a flirty wheatear.

Dipper waiting


With half an hour to kill in Hebden Bridge, I head over to the river to see if there are any dippers around.


Solar eclipse

Photographing this morning's partial solar eclipse.