The Moor is looking decidedly lacklustre this August.
Writing tagged: ‘the Moor’
‘Spiritual’ won’t do
In which I seek a better word to describe a profoundly uplifting sensation.
The joy of the familiar—and the unfamiliar—on a local patch
Getting to know a place well means knowing what to look forward to, and appreciating when something unusual happens.
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.
After 20 years walking on the Moor, I finally bag a brace of decent grouse photos.
Getting jittery about swallows
It's getting to that time of year again. Swallows are on their way.
Putting the wet in wetland
Our moorlands are—or should be—important wetland habitats.
Grouse in winter
How red grouse change their habits in cold weather.
Prize-winning author lost on Moor
When your instincts and your compass disagree, trust your instincts. I mean your compass.
The best camera
My point-and-shoot camera turned out to be the best camera in the world yesterday.
The Moor is at peak-purple at this time of year, with the heather in full bloom.
The nearly dead tree
Each spring, I visit a particular corner of the Moor to check if an old friend has managed to survive another winter.