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on the right internal trigger in their body clocks in spring.

months hidden in hibernation in some dry secluded spot, the queens, with a store of sperm from autumn matings, venture out to an uncertain spring weather pattern, which is as unpredictable as any of the many other dangers they face from predators, disease

.I’m guessing that many people just don't notice they're there. Since adults and larvae only appear on the feathery leaves, they are long gone and have not yet reappeared by the time the spears are harvested in spring. And even though some plants harbour

It's cold, there's snow on the ground, and all is quiet in the garden. But I've just been outside feeding the wildlife. In my case that does not mean putting up nut-filled bird feeders or hanging fat balls, it means tipping the kitchen waste

Winter wildlifeMost garden wildlife hibernates over winter, as food is in short supply and freezing temperatures make life difficult. Learn how to help wild creatures through the cold winter months, below.In winter, wild animals and insects hunker

There's something buzzing round the grape hyacinths. It's a fat, furry brown bee and it's being very animated. I love these insects and get a real buzz myself seeing them each year, because they're one of the true heralds of spring. Anthophora

and sunned it self on the glossy ivy leaves that cover our south-facing fence. This spring generation develops from caterpillars that fed on ivy, but probably not this clump, since they eat the developing flower buds and we don’t have any here yet. They

something stupid like try and walk on water. The froglets must have found their way to my drain during the dry spell in spring and got stuck.Ponds can be incredibly dangerous places for children, but there are alternatives to just getting rid. My mum

As usual, during the Easter holiday break, we find ourselves watching garden wildlife in sunnier climes -- in the Isle of Wight. At St Lawrence, on the southern tip of the Island, not only are we significantly nearer the equator than East Dulwich

with that wiggle thing cats do when they stalk something. Then the spring was released. The fox bolted forwards, right towards us as we stood transfixed in the kitchen. The squirrel was anything but fixed and dived through the fennel twigs, over the iris and up