Of Martens and Men

The mystery of the foam rubber litter under the car bonnet was solved by the man at the garage. He had seen this many times before. “Kuna”.

Build and Billed

The man who was making our new garden door phoned. He would deliver it tomorrow, mid-morning. He duly turned up at 6.30.

Wolves in the Snow

The wolves appeared last summer. It’s the first pack in Bélý for as long as anyone can remember.

The Wren and the Ghosts

As I opened the door to the kitchen corridor, the wren zipped through to the dining room at the far end, her wings purring past my ear.