I once met a red fox at 4,000ft on the Cairngorms plateau. We rather surprised each other.
Did you hear the one about the Scottish Government, Scottish National Heritage and a family of beavers on a river near Beauly?
I would like you to consider two hypothetical scenarios. Both are crime scenes.
Now is the summer of our discontent.
I was listening to the Liberal MP Vince Cable give voice to an idea that has surfaced a time or two before in this column, most recently just two weeks ago, and since then I have been wondering if it is an idea whose time has come.
The River Balvaig’s course is short and sweet and slow, and agreeably tranquil.
I have just had a long conversation with nature, one to one, intimate, personal.
I have been thinking about the Scottish football team because, well, hasn’t everybody?
I was walking along a footpath I know well, dense woodland on one side and more open and formally planted trees plus shrubs on the other.
The oystercatchers are back.