We have had a resident barn owl in the Dutch barn for some time now.
I am not sure how long it’s been there as I have only seen it twice in the barn and always out of the corner of my eye…, however there were two weeks in June where we and a couple of guests in Y Felin were treated to the gentle, silent and butterfly like fluttering of the owl during its evening hunt.
Dropping down into the long grass only to softly reappear and staying low fly discretely into the woodland, we watch eager to see it reappear, and to imagine what path it’s taken, which canopy of branches is it swooping through.
Those brief yet timeless moments lighten our step as we return to what ever it was that we were doing before we were alerted to the owls presence out the corner of our eye.