Bluebell
In April and May, our ancient woodlands are awash with the much-loved, nodding heads of the bluebell. Millions of bulbs can exist in just one wood, giving rise to the 'blue carpets' that…
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Wild garlic
In April and May, our ancient woodlands are awash with the white, starry flowers and smell of wild garlic. Millions of bulbs can exist in just one wood, giving rise to dazzling 'white carpets…
Swifts, Dormice and Slow Worms Protected thanks to Local Nature Partnership
A number of projects Pauline has been supporting in Brecknock have been making an impact. These all had funding through Local Nature Partnership grants from Bannau Breycheiniog National Park Local…
My playground
Sam is a regular at Teifi Marshes Nature Reserve, where he loves to crawl and walk in the grass and you never know who you might meet. The world is one big playground full of exciting sights,…
WILDer Cardiff
WTSWW’s Cardiff Local Group has been thinking about how best to take forward our work following the challenges of Covid and in a way that supports The Trust’s My Wild Cardiff initiative. We see a…
My rock gig
Peter is fanning the flames of his love for geology, as he burns the bramble they have cleared to reveal rock formations on Portway Hill. He is a geologist, with the Black Country Geological…
My memories
Richard used to work in the docks across the water from Thurrock Thameside Nature Park. Since his wife died, he likes to get away from the hustle and bustle, coming out with his dog to escape and…
Living seas volunteer form
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Living seas seasonal volunteer form
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Remembering Howard Driver
Skokholm Wardens, Richard and Giselle, remember Howard Driver, long-term Skokholm volunteer and friend.
Birds on the move
For many birdwatchers, autumn is the most exciting time of year. But what are they so excited about?
My wellbeing
My wild life started before I was old enough to walk, being regularly taken by my mother across the Epsom Downs to enjoy fresh air. Moving to rural Staffordshire aged 3, I was incredibly lucky to…