A nest in the old shelter full of robin chicks (five, we think!).
But we’ve decided to leave it where it is.
A brief flight up through a break in the low cloud above the field.
It looked perfectly healthy, but a storm brought down this 200 year old ash tree. At least we’re not short of firewood for the next few winters.
A frozen owl and a Garden Orb-Weaver in its web.
New gates, fences, paths. And no more rusty metal.
A grey, smelly, overgrown puddle, but with a bit of effort we hope to bring this old pond back to life.
The first sighting of this most beautiful of creatures, and a good incentive for the work ahead of us.
In March 2016 we took ownership of the field and started down a long road of restoration with the aim creating a natural wildlife haven based on a traditional English meadow.
Intensive farming creates a desert-like landscape devoid of wildlife. Fortunately the field was soon afterwards abandoned to nature.
Showing the croft (No. 318), with almost exactly the same boundaries as today. Occupied by a Mr Richard Tipton, hence ‘Tipton’s Croft’.