I'm sure that like me, many of the day's visitors walked right past the tiny owl assuming it was a stuffed bird. You can see what I mean from the first photo. And what a treat to see the hawk up close and personal.
Dwindling Societies
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I stepped out of the village hall and into the dark night. It had been a
tough 90 minutes; an hour of a fairly lousy speaker rambling on about
spring flo...
2 days ago