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Coal tits

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
[...] with perfect timing, announced by a series of metallic 'tsit tsit tsit' notes, a small gang of titmice comes bobbing over the hedges. Continue reading...
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Do we really want wildlife in our gardens?

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
I'm afraid I've been rather disparaging about fat balls and landscape gardeners again. Continue reading...
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Hornets

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
Despite their size and loud buzzing, hornets are the most docile of our social wasps, and also the most secretive. Continue reading...
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Wasps and spiders

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
There are several spider webs amongst the ivy flowers, and some rather fat-looking and obviously overfed garden spiders... Continue reading...
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Codling moth

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
It's been a very good year for codling moths in our garden. I can't say I've seen many of the moths themselves, but it's obvious there are plenty of them. Continue reading...
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Southern oak bush-cricket

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
The southern oak bush-cricket is flightless, [...] so it could not possibly have flown from Southern France and Northern Italy into Surrey and Berkshire. Continue reading...
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Grasshoppers, butterflies and wolf spiders

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
There, plodding through the yarrow and wild marjoram, is the biggest spider I have ever seen in Europe... Continue reading...
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Strasbourg

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
I'm on my way through the old city of Strasbourg, and gardens here are vanishingly small. Continue reading...
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Plume moths

By Richard Jones in Wildlife
On Monday I was stopped by one of the teachers at six-year-old's school and shown an image of a brightly coloured moth on his phone. Continue reading...
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Fasciation

By Richard Jones in Plants
06 July 2011 at 15:27
I remember, very clearly, finding a fasciated marsh thistle, Cirsium palustre, somewhere in the flood plain of the River Cuckmere, near Alfriston, Sussex, when I was aged 12 or 13. Continue reading...
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