Author Archives: Amanda Tuke

April 2015

I’m contributing to the Great Spring Watch – and looking out for first sightings of: – oak leaves (17 April 2015) – hawthorn blossom – 7 spot ladybirds (12 April 2015) – orange tip butterfly – swallows (although I haven’t ever seen them here). My spring indicators list for Sydenham Hill woods would include: – […]

March 2015

R and I saw our first honey bees on the first day of the month in a neighbours’ crocus patch.  Our local bird expert D told me not to worry that we haven’t had any lesser red polls in the garden this month.  As they’re passing through, this may not reflect population numbers but simply […]

January 2015

We’ve been looking out for a white-headed long-tailed tit which has been reported in the woods in the Times nature diary. We’ve seen one in the garden today with a whiter head than usual but it looks more like a pale regular tit than a Northern one. http://www.thetimes.co.uk/tto/life/courtsocial/article4309034.ece

December 2014

As the winter solstice approaches, it’s suddenly warm and wet in the woods.  Night-time walk on the solstice remarkably mild and pleasant.

November 2014

October ended with extraordinary warm weather –  I saw a confused bumblebee and a butterfly (not sure what as it was high in the trees) in the woods. It has been great for my winter vegetables but it now feels properly autumn.

October 2014

After a couple of weeks of rain the ground is slippery.

September 2014

The sound of folk tunes drift through the woods on a sunny afternoon. Children clutch fishing nets while their parents eat cake.

August 2014

Hornbeam fruit cover the ground paving the way to autumn.

June 2014

On a warm and wet early morning run, I startled wrens at intervals along the path, and was scolded severely. Chiffchaffs called overhead. Didn’t see anyone else on the whole circuit.

May 2014

A chilly start to May but a lovely stretch of bluebells in the woods. I heard a mysterious mechanical buzzing coming from a tree and the mystery was solved when an adult parakeet appeared to feed its young, the call reaching a crescendo as the adult perched by the nest hole. A cuckoo followed me […]