The Wilden Marsh Blog


10th March 2012: Soon after dawn this morning I crept gingerly past trees festooned with dead, dry and brittle branches, towards the heronry. I knew it was too early in the year to fool the herons. I should have known better. I obviously didn’t, because I still went. I was well-prepared and cloaked in RealTree netting and a facemask, but they heard my approach and took flight before I got anywhere near… Read More