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Bird paparazzi. Wildlife spy. Nature fan girl.

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Wildlife Photographer

Hello, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Georgia.

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Content Creator

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Worldland Trust Ambassador

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My story

The kid who didn't notice.

I grew up on a goat farm in Essex, surrounded by nature. You would think this would have been the perfect start to a career in wildlife photography.

It wasn't.

Wildlife was just... there. Birds were birds, foxes were foxes, and I had absolutely no idea that one day I'd become the person getting disproportionately excited about spotting a bird in a hedge.

At the time, I didn't really stop to notice what was around me.

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It wasn't until my twenties, when I started travelling, that I began to see the natural world differently.

Being in completely new places made me curious. I started paying attention to the landscapes, the animals and all the little things I would have previously walked straight past.

The more I travelled, the more I realised just how ridiculously incredible the natural world is.

And, without really noticing it happening, I started to fall in love with it.

Something started to change

Enter: the camera

Around the same time, I became really interested in photography.

There was just one small problem.

I thought photography was far too technical for me.

Aperture? Shutter speed? ISO?

Honestly, it sounded like something I should have studied for an exam.

I assumed that people either understood cameras naturally or they didn't, and I was definitely in the second category.

So I didn't learn.

For quite a while.

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Right, I'm actually going to learn this

By the beginning of 2024, I'd decided I was actually going to give photography a proper go. No more thinking it was too technical. No more assuming I'd somehow need to understand every button and setting before I could take a decent photograph. I was going to learn it properly.

At this point, I wasn't even thinking specifically about wildlife photography. I was interested in nature more generally and thought it would be a great way to capture the places I was already exploring. I could take my camera on hikes. Photograph the landscapes. Maybe get some nice pictures of mountains.

Simple enough, right?

Well...

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Then I met the birds.

A few months later in April 2024, I visited an RSPB reserve. And that changed everything.

I'd gone there with my camera, expecting to photograph whatever caught my eye. Instead, I became completely fascinated by the birds.

The way they behaved. The tiny differences between species. Their personalities. The challenge of trying to photograph them. The fact that they could sit perfectly still one second and disappear into the bushes the next.

I wanted to know what they were.

Then I wanted to photograph them.

Then I wanted to photograph them better.

And then, somewhere along the way, I became slightly obsessed.

What had started as "I'll take my camera on my hikes" quickly turned into learning about birds, finding new places to photograph them, waking up ridiculously early to sit in hides and spending far too much time trying to identify something I'd just seen for approximately 0.7 seconds.

I'd found my thing.

And, without really realising it at the time, this was the beginning of Nature with Georgia.