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Originally Posted by Susie  Ditto.
I don't know if it counts as a wildlife memory but my earliest memory of nature was being dragged across a barren windswept Welsh hillside when I was very small (two, maybe three years old) and it was covered with dead sheep in various states of decomposition. I found them fascinating.
Moving on from that I think the next one was playing with woodlice (the ones that rolled up into a ball) and after that the nature memories come thick and fast. Frog spawn, birds nests, wild flowers, my pet slug I kept in a box under my bed ...
Once we moved the compost heap and found a mouse nest, including babies in it. We left it alone and after a while Mrs Mouse came and carried each baby away to safety.  |
I can see it now. The WAB Book of Childhood Memories of Nature.
I'd buy it! Stu.........................................