There is an unwritten expectation that as I roam in these 30 days Wild, out on Chat Moss, that I will be a food source for many an insect.

I heard them first, that almost troubled restless tone when they are unsure and pass this feeling on throughout their flock. It's also an assurance to those new to this newly formed community…

A wander west to Woolston Eyes Nature Reserve via canopy of bird sound started off day 20 of 30 Days Wild.

The difficulty arises when trying to complete such gentle challenges as recording my personal experiences of 30 Days Wild, no, not necessarily because each day demands a new experience of the wild…

It was perhaps obvious that my thoughts on Day 18 of 30 Days Wild turned to ducks, as it was going to be yet another ‘slightly’ wet morning.

Day 17 of 30 Days Wild and the last of the year's breeding bird surveys for the LWT and today's Wild drew me over to the Cadishead Moss section of the reserve.

The Wild was defiantly under the influence of the planet Mercury (the bringer of rain) as I peered out of the kitchen window, cuppa in hand, meaning that there was a 0.0001 percent chance that I…

Such mornings as this, seem to suggest rather than dictate how I should wander out on the moss.

The Wild seemed to be offering a Sunday sermon as I shared my breakfast minutes with starling, house sparrow and goldfinch.

An easy amble with the Wild on the outskirts of Greater Manchester on the 13th day of my 30 Days Wild experience.