by Keith Broomfield | Feb 8, 2019 | Wildlife
“The grass is spangled with thy silver drops,” wrote the 18th century poet Charlotte Turner Smith in a tribute to the snowdrop while another contemporary described this wonderful winter flower as “a beauteous gem” that springs forth “amid the bare and...
by Keith Broomfield | Jan 7, 2019 | Wildlife
It is like something out of a horror movie, a long drawn out scream that breaks the still January air. It is so sudden and so ghoulish that it’s enough to send shivers down the spine; a shriek that spins the mind into hallucinatory overdrive. What kind of hideous...
by Keith Broomfield | Dec 12, 2018 | Wildlife
The mass of tangled kelp along the strandline of this East Neuk beach was at least a foot deep in places, a mix of yellow-brown flattened fronds and thick tubular stalks. At the base of each stem were intricate stubby tendrils that would have attached the seaweed to...
by Keith Broomfield | Nov 1, 2018 | Wildlife
On one of my regular walking routes there is a patch of forest where the pine trees are heavily adorned with silvery grey lichens that hang from the branches like feathery tufts. It is a most compelling place, especially on winter mornings when the atmosphere is damp...
by Keith Broomfield | Oct 17, 2018 | Wildlife
The floor of the small strip of woodland behind our house is thick with fallen leaves, a multi-coloured carpet that rustles and gives gently under the heavy pad of my footsteps. I scoop my hands into an accumulation of leaves by the side of the path and already I can...
