Yesterday at dusk, a Barn Owl quartering the fields to the back of our house in Glynarthen. We first saw the owl fleetingly last evening but couldn’t make a positive id, though it really couldn’t have been anything else – ghostly white, erratic flight, searching just above hedge height. This evening a very positive id with the bird first at a distance, increasingly close and eventually over our back garden before disappearing over the road into open fields.
Over the last two years an increasing number of fields around the village have been less intensively grown for silage and have been allowed to be grazed and grown almost as traditional meadows. I guess, as a consequence, this is the first Barn Owl encountered in our 10 years in the village. Absolutely magical!