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Wising up on owls

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The Barn Owl is probably my favourite bird. I hardly ever saw one when I lived in Cheshire, now on my morning patch walks, I see them very regularly.  I get a thrill every time.

There’s something very enigmatic about them - somehow they don’t seem to belong to quite the same dimension as everything else.

Almost as if they’ve slipped through a portal - briefly joining our world from their ghostly homeland  - then returning there at the end of the night.

A hunting Barn Owl is a beautiful thing to watch - the slow motion dance of wheeling, flitting and pouncing - all with a wonderful buoyancy - a  lightness of touch. I think the word 'grace' was invented for this.
I collected some owl pellets from underneath a roosting place  which I've been dissecting like a good’un, like an owl-based Gillian Mckeith in fact - only with pellets rather than poop.


Pellet dissection isn't the unpleasant -  rummaging around in remains - you might imagine. The pellets are dry and almost odou…