First up a little critter sheltering from the howling South Westerly on a Lincolnshire farmer's hay stack. A rather pleasing find having dipped out at several known locations earlier in the month.
I get home and its straight out with the pooch for a stroll around the park. On returning to the car I hear the unmistakable call of a Little Owl just in the field over the road... unbelievable, non then two in a day and both self found...sorted! Olly (that's now his name) just to confirm the record calls again as he flies off towards Comberbach. I think I'll be in the garden tonight ears peeled.
Owltastic or what.
TTFN
