Diver

On a gorgeously sunny afternoon what could be better than standing waiting expectantly for owls to rise out of the grasses and the excitement when they did. 

This owl came up without a kill but hopefully she made up for it later.

I was standing chatting to Jill who had been there longer than me hoping that I wasn't too late to the party as I'd been to the gym, walked the dog and done a stack of office work. There weren't the usual crowds, the countryside was incredibly quiet and calm and the owls performed. Magic.

Tomorrow Millie is going to the vet to be spayed and I'm not looking forward to it.