Nature Stories

I came back. Regular readers will know this spot. It's the same pond, the same stretch of bank, the same pair of Eurasian Coots I've been watching and writing about since 2024.

They appear on what is dead or dying, and they are the mechanism by which death becomes life again.

Two tiny fluff balls, only days old, wobbling around on feet that were clearly several sizes too large for the rest of them.

Bees pollinate a vast proportion of the food we eat and the wildflowers that hold ecosystems together.

I casually wondered what pine trees look like when there's no snow or decorations on them - just the tree itself, stripped of all those festive associations we pile onto them every December. So I grabbed my camera and got close. Really close.

Any day now, their chicks would appear. I was determined to be there when they did.

The overnight downpour had turned everything to mud. Their usual sanctuary was a sodden mess...

The Hyacinth Glass Cutting Board is one of four floral designs in our new series - each image drawn from my original photography. Where once these images lived on gallery walls, they now step gently into your space: your countertops, your shared meals, your rituals.

There's a quiet kind of magic that lives at the edge of the lake