Wolves Wild

A young black-headed gull looking round suspiciously as it prospected the seaweed in the shallows of an ebbing tide for things to eat.

Two neighbouring weirs on the River Exe as it passes through Exeter. The Mill on the Exe pub, our destination when I took these pictures, is just visible on the edge of one of the shots.

An ordinary roadside Devon hedgerow, with a lone umbellifer standing mush taller than the rest of the vegetation.

Medieval cat door cut into one of the doors of Exeter Cathedral. Were the mice which infested cathedrals better off than their proverbial cousins in more ordinary churches?

One of the paving stones on a footpath in the open space around Exeter Cathedral. The fossils of ancient bivalves, and possibly other creatures, showing up against the darker matrix of the rock they are embedded in.

A little later on the same day we’d seen the cormorant fishing in the River Exe, we went back to the café where we’d seen it to get lunch.

No cormorants nearby this time. Instead, a little egret was striding about in the water, leaning forward and tensed until it jerked its head forward. Most often, when its beak re-emerged from the water, it was holding a tiny fish which the bird then swallowed.