Kate Bradbury
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- Sep 26, 2026
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Country diary: I’m virtually living in the woods now. Wildlife is everywhere - AOL (opens the original)
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I have made the woods my home, moving from Brighton to the outskirts of Lewes, where the garden backs on to the remains of an old oak wood. Here there’s a riot of wildlife: a badger that makes snuffle holes in the lawn, a family of tawny owls in the trees and a cauldron of bats in the chimney. I have plans to let the wood expand into the garden, but in the meantime there’s a mystery tree whose branches almost reach my bedroom window. It’s nearly dead, stressed from too many droughts, perhaps, or
Country diary: Iâm virtually living in the woods now. Wildlife is everywhere | Kate Bradbury (opens the original)
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Lewes, East Sussex: Owls, bats, badgers and countless birds are my new neighbours, but Iâve been particularly taken by a mystery tree â and its resident treecreeper I have made the woods my home, moving from Brighton to the outskirts of Lewes, where the garden backs on to the remains of an old oak wood. Here thereâs a riot of wildlife: a badger that makes snuffle holes in the lawn, a family of tawny owls in the trees and a cauldron of bats in the chimney. I have plans to let the wood expan
Country diary: Following the flight path of a meadow brown | Kate Bradbury (opens the original)
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Barston, West Midlands: It’s been a strange year so far for butterflies, and I get my summer meadow brown moment beneath a roaring jumbo jet On one of the longest days, my mum and I walk through Warwickshire countryside near her home beneath the flight path of Birmingham airport. The planes are loud enough that we have to pause our conversation as they thunder overhead. This is second nature to Mum but it’s jarring for me, especially as the landscape looks as if it might have remained the same f
Country diary: Following the flight path of a meadow brown - AOL (opens the original)
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On one of the longest days, my mum and I walk through Warwickshire countryside near her home beneath the flight path of Birmingham airport. The planes are loud enough that we have to pause our conversation as they thunder overhead. This is second nature to Mum but it’s jarring for me, especially as the landscape looks as if it might have remained the same for hundreds of years. We traipse tracks worn by time, people and wildlife, shaded by gnarled oaks and flanked by un-flailed hedges that burst
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