I heard a snippet of a song on the radio once that went something like - 'for every day the sun does rise, a new thing falls upon the eyes'. I never did find out who it was by but the words have stayed with me because they explain perfectly why I find natural history so completely absorbing (to the point of obsession according to my family). All you have to do is get out and there is always but always something new to puzzle over, marvel at or simply stand and stare at.
But, as most of you who take the trouble to follow my witterings (and thank you for that by the way) are fellow NH bloggers, you know this already so I'll get to my point. Which is to say.... isn't rabbit urine a bonny colour in the snow?