hornet

  • Nature Notes

    Fires in the Fall. Writing in my hut, I am distracted by a small, determined scraping. I suspect I know what it is, but I can’t be sure until I go outside and look: there, late on in the season, a magnificent hornet is methodically scraping the wood from the window, leaving tiny blonde stripes […]

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  • Nature Notes

    Summer’s Gone It’s been a strange summer. In a last hurrah, we try ticking off some of the ‘Things we’d like to do over the Summer Holidays’ list. On Wiltshire’s great plains, Avebury’s standing stones shone with running water and Cherhill’s white horse cried over the harvest. Everything was at a standstill. The combines dripped […]

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