West End Blog
The Garscadden Burn trickles gently past the model boat pond, home to a variety of birds.
Buddy the Jack Russell and his master Ronnie McGowan take an early-morning saunter along to Kelvingrove Park to enjoy the peace and solitude.
Buddy regards Dawsholm as home turf, knows every nook like the back of his paw and feels entitled to go wherever the mood takes him.
Wildflowers are important as just one species can support a whole ecosystem from fungi and invertebrates, through insect-eating birds and small mammals, to birds of prey.
After a Sunday lunch of lamb, carrots and gravy, just coffee for me, we drive to the health club. Buddy…
The canal offers Buddy a gentler environment to recover from a health scare and this outing turns north at Kelvindale station in the direction of Maryhill locks.
Heading towards that flat stretch on South Street, from the old Yarrows shipyard to the border of Whiteinch and Partick at Sawmill roundabout.
The birds burst into song around 4.00am and an hour later we’re out and about cruising along the empty streets.
Sometimes the only way to grab his attention in any conversation is by frequently including the word “run”.
It was sitting there, unassuming, a few feet away by the side of the canal at Temple, but I couldn’t…