Mystic marshes

Organised at first, the lapwings moved as a single creature. Like a sea serpent shifting its body one way and then the other, before dissolving into chaotic black fragments around a flock of starlings, says Lucy Scott.

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Winter paddle down river

It’s not until you’re bobbing about in a tiny kayak in the middle of the river that you begin to appreciate the sheer scale of the Thames. Never before have I kayaked on anything this wide, deep and cold, says Juliette Dyke.

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