Spring reflection: Heeding the dawn chorus
Every year the first blackbird feels more poignant, its notes pregnant with nostalgia.
ByHelen Macdonald is a writer and naturalist. Her books include H is for Hawk and Vesper Flights (Jonathan Cape).
Every year the first blackbird feels more poignant, its notes pregnant with nostalgia.
By Helen MacdonaldThe attention you bring to bear on the landscape as you look for Britain’s only venomous snake is transformative.
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By Helen MacdonaldI thought that I could retreat from the world outside, like a hedgehog or ladybird. But after Covid we…
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By Helen MacdonaldThe humble berry can bring festive magic – and rare winter visitors.
By Helen Macdonald