Natural highs and lows

During our April holiday in Perthshire, we also revisited the town of Alyth and its eponymous Den. This steep-sided valley is an absolute joy to wander around, with its Ash and Beech trees, and fast-flowing burn. Sadly, due to the wet Winter, several landslides had closed some of the paths. However, we were able to navigate the remaining paths in a convoluted route to make the most of the site's wonderful wildlife. Blue, Great and Coal Tits sang as they foraged through the canopy. Nuthatches and Treecreepers called from boughs and trunks. Wood Anemone and Wood Sorrel coated the valley floor, along with Lesser Celandine and Greater Stitchwort. Dippers and Grey Wagtails frequented the burn, whilst Green-veined White, Comma and Speckled Wood butterflies basked in sunny glades. At the lower end of the Den, is an open area where the base of a low cliff is fringed with wildflowers. Here were more species of insect: Orange Tip, Peacock and Red Admiral butterflies, Dark-edged Bee-flies and...

A few of our day trips were to wildlife sites about an hour away from the cottage, not too far to travel, whilst at the same time being an exploration of locales for future holidays. One of these sites was the national nature reserve at Tentsmuir, on the east coast, where we visited Morton Lochs on the warmest day of our trip in the hope of some early-emerging dragons. No such luck, unfortunately, but we were rewarded for our dedication with several flybys from a Kingfisher. We also drove most of the way to Tay Reedbeds, but with temperatures in the mid 20s, we didn't fancy a 6km walk on dusty tracks, opting instead for an ice cream in a nearby village, followed by a meandering route back to the cottage and an  appointment at patio o'clock. An Orange Tip nectaring on apple blossom Grey Heron A reflective heron Probably our most adventurous day was another gorge walk, this time at the Birks of Aberfeldy, where the Moness Burn tumbles its way through a beech wood. We found severa...

As may have been discerned from the comments at the end of the previous blogpost, we have been away on our "Summer" holiday, fortuitously discovering some balmy weather but sadly missing out on a serendipitous meet-up with Mark, the beinn bicycling bard of Blogger . Whilst he and Deb were pedalling by our home in Stromness, Megan and I were driving by their holiday accommodation near Melvich. For 2025, our holiday location was Blairgowrie, on the south west side of the River Ericht in Perth and Kinross. This was a little further south than our usual jaunts but, as the meteorology proved, was certainly near enough to the Equator for this scribe. The journey down through northern Scotland and the Cairngorms was done in several sections, with overnight stays in Dornoch and Aboyne, before finally arriving in leafy and blossomy Blairgowrie. Whenever the narrowness of the road or the speed limit dictated that we keep below 40mph, the car windows were opened and we listened intently...

Firstly, a photo from the day after the last post. It had rained overnight and on going to check if the Grey Dagger and Poplar Hawk-moth caterpillars had survived the hours of darkness, we discovered this... I have no idea what criteria were used to decide that this was the place to be, but they all seemed to agree on it! Later that day, we ventured across to the East Mainland to stroll around Mull Head. The weather was kind (Summer actually showed up for a week and a half at the end of August) so, in a bohemian spirit, we walked the route clockwise as opposed to the usual widdershins direction. Corn Spurrey growing at the edge of a field Twite Wild Angelica Towards the end of the week, I had to venture to the Scottish mainland for a job in Thurso. Afterwards, there was an hour to spare before the ferry home, so I visited a woodland which I had driven by countless times but never stopped to explore. The information board at the car park hinted at several ponds alongside some of the man...