I am reading Field Notes from a Hidden City by Esther Woolfson. It is brilliant.
Woolfson lives in Aberdeen, just a few streets away from where I stayed for over 10 years, yet when I read her observations and thoughts about wildlife, natural history, and life in general I am shocked by how little I actually saw of what was all around me. She is a writer - her work has appeared in national newspapers and on the radio - and she is also, interestingly, part of one of the very few Jewish families in NE Scotland, and has a degree from the Hebrew University of Jerusalem. Her particular loves are birds - she has a pet (rescued) crow and a parrot, plus a rescued rat. Her knowledge is encyclopaedic, bit she writes with such a light touch and in such an interesting way that you never feel you are reading a textbook. She is also fascinated by the stars, and especially the aurora borealis, (the Northern Lights).
I really would recommend this book to anyone who is interested in nature, and also in the damage man has caused (and continues to cause) to it. Like one of my other heroes, Jim Crumley, she does not accept 'nature conservation' projects at face value, and is very doubtful about such things as a local plan to cull grey squirrels in favour of red ones - what, she asks, makes us revere one type of squirrel as 'native' and another as a 'pest'?
Woolfson has written another book, Corvus - I haven't read that yet but a friend says it's even better than Field Notes.