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Tired and sore today, with the black dog snapping at my heels, I wasn’t really fit company for anyone. But when an owl flies past just yards away from you, all is forgotten other than Did I get the shot?? … Continued

Some days you’re the owl, and some days you’re the owl that just had its vole filched by a marauding kestrel. After yesterday’s session I came home feeling like The Great Owl Photographer. Today… not so much. The owls were … Continued

Are you getting this fly-past? “Yes, thank you – you’re well lit, and showing very nicely against the blue sky.” Cool. Just checking. I had to go to Stow-on-the-Wold for a haircut this morning, which put me within easy striking … Continued

After lunch in Stratford with R, and managing finally to get my competition entries printed, I zoomed up into the Cotswolds, where I was certain it was going to be a perfect owling afternoon. And it probably was, though not … Continued

What an afternoon! I left home in bright sunshine, but arrived at the owl field under a ferocious sky and scudding rain. After I’d lurked by a copse for half an hour, the cloud blew over and the field was … Continued

After (virtuously, if rather belatedly) doing my tax return this morning, I zoomed off to the Cotswolds, arriving at the owl field at 1.20pm to find Hillyblips already set up and ready to shoot. We then stood… and stood… and … Continued

The weather having turned out to be better than forecast, I found myself leaving my tax return for yet another day, and heading up to the owl field. When I arrived it was very pleasant, and the light was good. … Continued