Category Wild Pavements – urban nature adventures
Hunting for fungi in an Inner London woodland
It’s November so it would be extremely rude not to go and look for interesting urban fungi, at least once. I’m a beginner when it comes to identifying fungi species, but I’m hoping to learn more by working on the principle of ‘start with the local’. And I’m fantastically lucky to live in a house […]
Wild Pavements Diary – Fun-guy. It’s so predictable.
It’s so predictable isn’t it. Mention fungi and you can guarantee that someone will produce the usual pun. My mate Daniel was leading a fungi walk in the park for a local society and I tweeted about it, sure to be really interesting and funny as Daniel himself is. Damn it – I walked right […]
Wild Pavements diary – [Evil laugh] My cunning plan to infect as many people as possible with an interest in urban botany is working…
It’s a sparkling autumn morning and eight people join me for a Wild Pavements walk. Mimicking the Crystal Palace walk I led earlier in the week, I’ve planned to follow the road triangle and to duck into as many side roads and alleyways as possible as we walk. We find many of the same flowers […]
Wild Pavements diary – plant-hunting in Crystal Palace
I’m standing outside Sainsbury’s wondering which, if any, of the people here might be waiting to join my pavement plant walk this overcast October afternoon. I wasn’t sure how popular an urban plant walk would be at five on a weekday, so I’m delighted when six others do arrive. I start by explaining that this […]
Tales from the suburban wild – feasts and jamming
I arrive at the community orchard with my guitar, and find the Apple Day activities well underway. Kids are making bird feeders by sticking seeds into apples, and there’s free apple juice made using the apples visitors were encouraged to bring along from their gardens. The promised cider hasn’t materialised but for me that’s probably […]
Tales from the suburban wild – food for fairies and a hunger for nature learning
A woman is walking in front of me on Peckham Rye with a four-year-old. He’s looking at something in his hand, a conker in its prickly case. “Perhaps it’s food for fairies and elves?” mum says. The boy frowns at the conker. “No, Mummy, they’re for animals”. Busted. Sarah opens the heavy Victorian door and […]
Tales from the suburban wild – woman on the verge
I’m standing in the middle of the road which runs alongside Sydenham Hill wood. To be fair this is a pretty quiet road looping off the main road along Sydenham Hill ridge, so it isn’t quite as daring as it might sound. In front of me is a curving triangular verge of about ten square […]
Tales of the suburban wild – from urbs to burbs
I’m standing in the middle of Southwark Bridge. It’s just after ten in the morning on a chilly but bright autumn day. Facing west I can see a train pulling into Blackfriars station. To the north is the City of London, not quite a square mile, where neoclassical pillars jostle and jar with stripped down […]
A moment to think about feathers… just wow.
Finding a blue feather from a jay’s wing is like finding treasure – I’ve had one in my wallet for a couple of months now. If the feather’s gorgeous blue wasn’t enough, then looking at the structure through a hand lens is extraordinary. Tiny hooklets, on barbules, on barbs, on a quill, rachis or shaft […]
Will they ever learn?
Three parakeets eating crab apples. Peck, spit, peck, spit. Maybe this bit will be nicer? Or this bit? Or even this bit? Or perhaps this one? Or that one? Or the one over there? Now look you lot. They’re sour goddammit. They’re always going to be sour. GIVE. IT. UP.
The Urban Naturalist 