I'm getting better at spotting different tracks and identifying who uses them. This is a badger track from a sett in an unloved bare patch of land with piles of junk and skips. It makes a direct purposeful line across the wheat field into some scrub and eventually woodland. I've never seen the badger, but there's recent evidence of digging and claw marks where it crosses the path. #badger #tracking #fieldcraft

This walk started out in grumpy, angry at the world stomping up the lane, because every so often that is just how I feel. Stopped dead in my tracks by a robin singing like it's life depended on it I begrudgingly started to let the world work some magic on me. Sitting with my back against a tree I could almost hear the sap rising - or maybe it was the damp earth soaking into the back of my legs. None of the buds have split open yet, but it feels like I could turn my back and m