The Owl.

I had another special happening tonight. I went out to my garden at dusk and saw something white swoop down from one of the big sycamore trees growing beside the lane. I looked in that direction and there, sitting on my boundary hedge and watching me, was a magnificent barn owl.

I’ve seen barn owls only four or five times in my life, and always at some distance. To have one sitting a mere 20 feet away was quite a thrill. What did I say in a recent post about the animals coming closer?