Sunday in the Sun

I wanted the Barn Owl i found yesterday lying in the log store to be buried in the best way i could think. It gave me so many beauty moments it was the least i could do

So i used some oak and made a small coffin and wrapped it up in one of my arm shirts.

We had a lovely walk to the estuary where a little Redshank was scammering along the mud bank. I had my extender on so focused on it and got 2 snaps one drinking and oone flying.

We set off and arrive at my friend Christine houes and gave her the Barn Owl, she is so lovey she had a special place for it where beautiful flowers grow. A special place for a special Bird.

We went and sat near the Barn to see if anything was happening. We heard the Little Owl calling. Ruth sat reading and I went to sit in the field and wait for any surprise.

It wasn’t long before I spotted a object sitting tge post near the house. The another appeared out of a small hole in the brickwork.

Then while I was talking to Ruth at the car we spotted the Barn Owl hunting. It was to far away as I wanted to see if it was the ringed one. I was lucky as it came and sat on the post the little was sat on.