Today I wasn’t keen on going for a run. It was raining and my injured Achilles still didn’t feel great but my daughters Viszla Vincent needed to go out and my wife Jo insisted. Rather glumly I went but half way round I accidentally scared up a Short Eared Owl. These are pretty rare anyway but even rarer for this part of the New Forest. This was the first one I had seen in this location in the 35 years of living here. Half an hour later, armed with my favourite wildlife kit, with the sun starting to break through I found him again. I hope he stays for the winter but I don’t think this habitat will give him enough food so I expect he will move on.
But before you go, many thanks for brightening up a rainy day.