Watchful

Baby owl has now made it through two nights on the ground. I was pretty sure (s)he'd have been today's blip again, but in the glorious evening light I saw a swoop of colour as Momma (or Poppa) bird flew from one observation perch to another, great to know that the parents are looking out for their little chick so well. What a simply fabulous thing to see, I'm very pleased.