The Barn Owl ghosts across the fields, ever alert for field mice or shrews. It pounces, has a short struggle, then lifts off, something dangling from its feet, and heads off to feed the hungry brood. Yes, it’s June, it’s
The Barn Owl ghosts across the fields, ever alert for field mice or shrews. It pounces, has a short struggle, then lifts off, something dangling from its feet, and heads off to feed the hungry brood. Yes, it’s June, it’s