Our nature expert Jim Crumley encounters a jay, or, as the colourful bird is described in Gaelic, a “sgreuchag-choille” – screamer of the woods   One of those half-dark-at-noon January […]

When startled by a microlight or helicopter, geese and whooper swans have an unusual and dramatically different response…   Sometimes the hardest part is getting into the passenger seat from […]

No prizes for herons in fashion or architecture…   Herons, I once wrote, are flamingos dressed by Presbyterians. I like the image so much, here it is again. The writer’s conceit, revisiting […]

Save one from extinction or reintroduce the other? Jim Crumley asks which is easier   Finally, I saw something lying at the foot of a tree, inert as gravestones, but […]

An insight into a typical day for nature writer Jim Crumley … I am walking the line between Highland and Lowland, a ridge to the south of the Trossachs’ mountain heart. […]

As the forests of Scotland revive, Jim Crumley reckons its about time a former resident deserves a billet I once sat and watched a pair of captive lynxes for half an […]

The peaceful Tay estuary is in reality a very busy place that Jim Crumley never gets tired of visiting Kingoodie at low tide on a cold afternoon of stillness and sunlight is […]

At last it is September, and I head for the woods. Every season has its moments in the woods, but September is when my least favourite of all the seasons’ variations […]