I shouldn't have been surprised really. It was the perfect morning after all. A morning filled with magic. After so many clear spring...

Everyone has their tree. For me, its Scot's pine. The tree of the Highlands. My soul's home. They are some of the oldest of trees. ...

For as long as I can remember, I have felt most content when I am alone. As a child, you would most commonly find me nestled in the...

It began the night before. I could feel its presence curling around our windows and tapping at the door. Winter has arrived. This...

I've always been a country girl at heart. My feet seem almost permanently attached to wellies. But its not always as idyllic as is...

Autumn is hands down my favourite season. I wilt in the heat. Even in the Scottish Highlands, it can get too hot for me. I am that...

The Scottish Highlands. There is a magic in these words. Years ago, I bought a train ticket to visit these Highlands for the first time....

Powerless. That is how I felt when watching glaciers melt before my very eyes. Witnessing these ancient structures fade away into...

Let's face it, there is a tendency to 'glamourize' fieldwork. Its the aspect of wildlife conservation that often draws people in. That...

I broke out into an instant, ecstatic smile. My ears pricked with the familiar call. The unmistakable 'peewit' of a lapwing, returning...

Nature is everywhere. Its a common misconception that you must travel to remote lands, on a perfect day, far away from human...

I'll tell you this now. Its not what I thought it was going to be. I had the stirrings of wanting to work in wildlife conservation from...

The light whispers today. Softly filtering through the forest, illuminating the deepest greens and the most delicate raindrops. It is...

There is no such thing as a typical day in my job. When describing my position, as Capercaillie Advisory Officer for the RSPB, I...

It was the size of it that struck me first. It really was just a rock in the ocean. As we approached in our little boat, I found myself...

Autumn smells of home. It has an unmistakable chill that rolls straight off the mountains as they prepare for winter's embrace. The...

As I leave the forest track my eyes are already scanning the undergrowth. Today, I am a detective. I start to move through the forest...