Something to crow about

Today’s staunch game-fisher has good reason to thank yesterday’s stolid coarse angler, writes Mike Handyside

With returning swifts screaming across the rooftop and golden buttercup pollen gilding his Wellingtons as he strides across the cow meadow, John Lewis-Stempel marvels at the many pleasures of May

Our view of them may be clouded by controversy, but the sight of a silver-grey hen harrier scaling the heavens is pure theatre

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You don’t need to be a football fan to find the sound of a crowd singing together profoundly moving. And you don’t need to be a Liverpool FC fan to find the Kop end singing You’ll Never Walk Alone a b

Spring is the time to see the muscular and noble goshawk, usually as elusive as a ghost circling and swooping through the sky