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!