Conditions were a little tricky at the owl field this afternoon: there were five owls in the air (good), but they kept getting into conflict with each other and flying high, rather than hunting low across the field (bad), and … Continued
“Did you miss all this?” said HB at the end of the afternoon – meaning the three owl-free winters we’ve been through, rather than the biting cold on the top of the scarp, and the long hours spent standing around … Continued
I wasn’t going to go – I really wasn’t – but the light was good, and the forecast was reasonable… and in the end the siren call of the Cotswold owls was too strong, and I went. The lane was … Continued
Well. That was a crazy day. After breakfast R and I went to Waitrose to buy Christmas drinks and a few other bits and pieces, then sat in the café for a while over a leisurely coffee and croissant, doing … Continued
When I arrived at the owl field this afternoon, things didn’t look promising – the light wasn’t too good, I’d just missed one of the Barn Owls putting on a bit of a display, and though the shorties were flying … Continued
Who are you calling old?? said the owl. I hastily explained that I’d actually been talking about the small but select group of owlers who were gathered at the wall junction this afternoon. And also, I was referring to the fact … Continued
