Wildlife seems to be gathering around me these days, a bit like Dr Doolittle, without the verbals. Most mornings when I walk into the barn at the back of the house I have a staring competition with my resident Tawny Owl.
Tawny OwlTawny Owl
He's fine if I wander off in a left hand direction, and even sits tight if I walk back to the door, But if I head in his direction he's off. Thing is, he's there one minute, gone the next out through the far end of the barn, and he is completely silent. Not even a flutter, or a "bye". So I decided I needed a few shots of the little guy. Thing is, when he isn't there in the morning, I kinda miss him.
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