The end of October brought a huge birding treat: my second-ever sighting of a Short-eared owl (and the first had been five years previously) so, though that sighting was the briefest of glimpses, I was over the moon (see Short-eared owl, 28 October). In the days following that sighting, the weather was not conducive to a return visit to the site but I got lucky when I did finally make it back, as the owl was still in the area.

As had happened previously, it was other birds ā this time Magpies ā that alerted me to its presence, and I was privileged to watch the bird for a longer period, in flight along the hedgerows, sitting in the middle of a ploughed field, flying again, and then cunningly sidling into a spot between a mound of grassy earth and the neighbouring hedge, where it blended so well into the background as to be nearly invisible. Magic!

In these parts we call them Bog owls. You can often see them up on the fell at the top of the village.
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How lucky are you to be able to see them often! I’m not jealous at all. š
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I see them fairly often, although as often happens with such things, it’s usually when I’m walking over the fell, either to or from going caving, so don’t have a camera. Still, it’s always a good plus for the day.
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