From Field To Woodland

While doing a bit of path mowing this week and pausing for a drink, my owl friend called round to look for some lunch - in the middle of the day. He hung around for quite some time while I watched, hovering, dropping to the ground for a few seconds and then moving on. I wondered if he had a nest of young - forcing him out during the day to keep them fed. Anyway, what a treat to see him.