17th June 2025 - morning, Norfolk

I always anticipated that the separation between my wildlife walks and my office life would remain quite separate but I've been trying to overlap the two of late. Windows open, Robins and Blackbirds calling, hot brews made from herbs from my garden and regular walks and stretches looking up into the trees. I have a couple of large plants on my desk and have been collecting items I've found like an otter. The soil and trays of the plants are lined with forgotten egg shells, interesting chunks of flint, particularly gnarly twigs, the odd feather.

I try to spend the first 10 minutes I am awake barefoot in the garden in the morning sun. The Wood Pigeons had already begun their day today, flying nesting materials back and forth to make their haphazard nests next to my house and other garden birds had of course been signing for hours by the time I woke. I discovered a new wild honeysuckle and watched the bees busy flying between my raised beds. The harsh pink pinks of the Great Tit sound from somewhere behind me.

I do not 'own' a large amount of nature. I do my best to make it as attractive as I can for nature to thrive there and spend a lot of time walking in the Norfolk countryside and at RSPB reserves around East Anglia.

The spines of Cirrus clouds stretched high above me and I headed inside to see what the day would bring.