2025 - the year in photos

Here is a small selection of photos that sum up the year. I guess I must be bored. There are many more than this of course, but this is a pictorial flavour of what I got up to in 2025. Being able to look back at this kind of thing is very important to me, and part of the reason I take photographs everywhere I go. 

January

Out to the Erg Chebbi for the first time in a over a decade

February

This is hands down my favourite photo of the year. My youngest child on Route 66

March

I celebrated a significant birthday in March. The family came down from Scotland, kids returned from university, and we gathered at my favourite restuarant in London, Noizé, for a fantastic get-togther. I am sure there must be photos of the family, but I reckon my Mum has them, so here instead is the wine which was also memorable.

April

April was spent at home in Wanstead, it is the most exciting month in the local birding calendar.

May

A long weekend trip to Maryland, Delaware, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Virginia and West Virginia was a huge amount of fun.

June

An unforgettable trip to the Atlantic Rainforest in Brazil. Whilst I have many far better photos of birds than this, this to me sums up the trip. Tanagers are fabulous, almost unreal in their variation.

July

Only one contender for a July memory really. Mrs L and I cycled from Newcastle to Fife and it was absolutely fantastic. Variety is the spice of life.

August

A lot of time was spent in Fife in August, with family visiting from the US, kids back from uni, and of course some rather epic seawatching. This is from Ruddon's Point.

September

A very quiet month at home with a lot of time on the patch.

October

A brilliant holiday with Mrs L in the Caribbean doing virtually nothing. Can't beat it.

November

Been there, got the T-shirt. Mick and I gave ourselves two days to find Spoon-billed Sandpiper, and a Swedish birder we met found it 20 minutes after we arrived, having spent the entire previous day looking without success.

December

Barolo in early December, looking down across the Las Serra or Fossati MGAs towards Muscatel. I spent Saturday morning birding, and Saturday evening eating and drinking.