This is a female owl. She's not dead. We watched her swoop down straight into a dyke side. She paused there (and I took my photo). Then, with a great flap of her wings she rose into the air clasping a MOLE! She had ferretted it out from beneath the tangled grasses. In the mad scramble after my first photograph I missed all other opportunities to snap the evidence. Sorry! It was an amazing moment though/ Absolutely memorable.
Happy hunting! X
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I need that owl, my lawn looks like a relief map of the Himalayas.
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