Keith Broomfield

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On the Wildside: Plants with an appetite on Alva Moss

Up on the vast bog-cotton covered expanse of Alva Moss in the Ochils, a red glimmer caught my eye by a peaty pool. It was a sundew - a plant with a voracious appetite – and as I brushed my finger gently across its red, dew-glistened leaf, I could see tiny black corpses lying within its deadly embrace.

On the Wildside: Spell-binding aura of wild flowers in the Ochils

A purple-bloomed spike of unparalleled beauty materialised before my eyes by the edge of this track in the Ochils, followed by another, then several more, causing my spirits to soar. It was a colony of northern marsh orchids and there can be few other wildflowers that hold such inner depths of brilliance.