Hmmm… Maybe a BBQ for four in Euan’s personal treehouse wasn’t an entirely sensible thing to do. But then it’s #30DaysWild not 30 days sensible. And you have to do something to mark the solstice don’t you.
Everyone should have a Zen moment shouldn’t they? And how better to spend the hottest day of the year so far than on one of Devon’s enormous beaches…such as Northam Burrows at Westward Ho! #30DaysWild No. 18
#30DaysWild No.17. Top tip – teasels make really striking cut flowers, especially if you cut the main stem early in the year, encouraging them to produce lots of smaller flower heads. And what you don’t use in summer become goldfinch magnets in winter!
June evenings are so lovely – the kids are outside playing badminton and outdoor chess Continue reading “A lovely evening for badminton: 30 Days Wild No.16”
#30DaysWild No. 15. Here’s today’s pic – a skipper resting on a heath spotted orchid on Popehouse Moor Site of Special Scientific Interest. We’re not entirely sure which species this is, but perhaps a large skipper rather than a small skipper – because of the chequered pattern on the wings. Continue reading “Large skipper: 30 Days Wild 2017 No. 15”
Strange things are creeping out of the wildlife pond – and then creeping out of their skins. Continue reading “Emerging dragonflies: 30 Days Wild No. 14”
Did someone say an invasion of frogs? (Let’s not use the p word). Continue reading “Annual amphibian invasion: 30 Days Wild No. 13”
#30DaysWild No. 12. Our air monitoring results are back from Friends of the Earth. Just 2.47 µg/m3 (micrograms per cubic metre) of Nitrogen Dioxide (NO2). That’s good and clean. Deep breath everyone… Continue reading “A big breath of fresh air: 30 Days Wild No. 12”
#30DaysWild No. 11. It would have been Maggie’s Mum’s 80th birthday. So we all trooped down to Popehouse Moor and lay in the grass, among the orchids. The kids had orange juice, the adults wine and beer, and we remembered all the good stuff Anne did for us over the years.
Does a glass of your own home grown, home brewed organic cider count as a ‘random act of wildness’ for 0? It had better do after a June Saturday of cleaning the lodges and cottage! Continue reading “A very local Devon brew: 30 Days Wild No. 10”
#30DaysWild No. 9. The bluebells are pretty much over now, even our slightly late ones. But this Painted Lady looks freshly minted. Slightly damp days can be good for spotting butterfly and dragonfly as they tend to sit still for longer!
Day 8 of #30DaysWild – the random act of wildness was an hour of volunteering on the community trees near the sports centre, while the kids were doing Judo. The soil is rich here and the tussocky grasses and docks are giving the trees a run for their money. So the scythe comes out again to try to give the young trees a bit of breathing space. Cant do it all though – it’s too big a task, especially at this time of year. . Back to you and the bigger group Kim! We’ll come and help again.
June is when we have to start cutting back some of the verges, and yesterday’s gales have hastened that need: the long grass gets a bit flattened. So it’s time for the annual scything haircut along the drive. Thanks this time not only to our 2 lovely engineering student volunteers but also to guests Hamish and Colin, who lent a hand! Continue reading “Scything the drive 30 Days Wild No. 7”
The gales are making it a hellava day for a first flight – looks like this baby robin is wondering if it made the right move in leaving the nest… Could this be the ragged robin’s next brood? We must put out more mealworms.
#30dayswild no. 6!
This fella was hiding out in the undergrowth when we were doing some nettle clearing this morning. We probably should have put him in the poly tunnel to eat the slugs – but on the other hand there’s a couple of residents there already. Continue reading “Mr Toad. 30 Days Wild 2017 No. 5”
Today for #30dayswild we went down to the magic pond and tried to light the bubbles. Sadly it didn’t work all that well – not as well as last time when we collected the gas in a bucket.
But on the way back through the grasses a bird flew up from a bramble bush right in front of us. That’s always strong clue… Continue reading “Pipit nest? 30 Days Wild 2017 No. 4”
30 Days Wild No. 3. OK, we admit we didn’t actually do this today, because it’s change over day for the eco lodges and we were far too busy cleaning. Our random act of wildness today was a cup of coffee while watching the bumble bees. George put the video together of our cycle trip last Thursday. Continue reading “Exe Estuary Trail 30 Days Wild 2017 No. 3”
Day 2 of #30dayswild. It’s a bit damp out there today, but not too wet for crab spiders. I look for these every June on the oxeye daisies, especially on the wildflower bank by the pond in front of Balebarn lodge. This is one of the biggest I’ve seen. Continue reading “A crab spider lies in wait. 30 days wild 2017 No. 2”
It’s June and it’s 30 days wild, in support of the Wildlife Trust’s campaign. Every day we’ll be doing something a bit wild, whether counting butterflies, bird watching, making stuff or in this case immersing ourselves in nature… Continue reading “Time to jump in the pond! 30 days wild 2017 No. 1”
Well, we’ve done it. And with a heavy heart because it involved using herbicides. The Devon Wildlife Trust came yesterday and weed wiped Lower Newland Moor to control the rushes that have been taking over so much in recent years. Continue reading “Managing down the rushes”
Yesterday’s rain cleared away in time for the North Devon Hospice’s Nightwalk. We were encouraged to be colourful, and that’s Farm Shop Fiona in the middle there, putting the rest of us to shame! Continue reading “Hospice nightwalk 2017”
We’re on The Plough Arts Centre’s list for band accommodation – no charge. It’s nice to be able to help small enterprises bring the arts to rural Devon and great to meet new people and look after them on their travels. Yesterday The Lowest Pair and their tour driver stayed over in Beech Lodge after a gig in Torrington. Continue reading “Helping out the Plough Arts Centre”
Thank you all you lovely lodge and cottage guests who have paid your holiday balance by BACS. It keeps our costs down and means we can donate £5 from every such booking to the Devon Wildlife Trust, whose staff have given us so much advice over the years. Continue reading “Another donation to the Devon Wildlife Trust – thanks to you”
It’s time to bring out the garden furniture isn’t it? Our pig seat, with his bike reflector eyes and wonderfully curly tail made from a mower spring, is out and about. Any hog riders out there? Bring your own hammer!
Here’s one of the chicks that have been running the robin ragged. It looks kind of smug doesn’t it? Definitely full of mealworms.
I so feel for this robin – its chicks are running it completely ragged. It has at least 2 in different parts of the garden, hiding in bushes and squealing for food. The robin eyes me through the glass and practically begs for more mealworms, and who could resist?The chicks themselves, when you catch a glimpse, look plump and just a little bit smug, if that’s possible. Or am I projecting?
Lunch at the Grove at Kings Nympton! Yay, we reached escape velocity and got out for a lovely Devon pub lunch. Continue reading “The Grove at Kings Nympton”
This amazing little stoat is peeping out of the Apex of the welly store room at Wheatland Farm’s Devon Eco Lodges. Seems like we weren’t the only people looking for Easter eggs in the garden this Sunday. Look at those eyes! This creature means business. The birds certainly know they need to look out. All hell breaks loose when the stoat is around, with blackbirds robins and great tits all shrilling their alarm calls and hopping around in the bushes where they think the stoat is. But sometimes they get it wrong, and an orange streak appears somewhere else leaping through the grass with the black tip of its tail showing. In fact, the stoats we’ve seen out and about look a lot more orange than this one, but probably the face is darker than the back – unless it’s a different individual. We saw stoats often in May last year, but never got a picture. These were shot from the ‘balcony’ of Euan’s new treehouse.
Fingers crossed for the nuthatches which are also using the garden – they mud up their nest entry hole to keep stoats out, but I reckon the stoat could get in at the moment.
We’re going batty at Wheatland Farm’s eco lodges… Or rather we’re checking out our batty-ness with a bat detector borrowed from the Devon Greater Horseshoe Bat Project.