Little Owl
Little Owl / anthene noctua. 15/08/19.
‘LOCKED ON.’
From it’s perch on an old weathered headstone, the Little Owl was completely locked on to something below it. Standing motionless it glared down for several minutes with it’s lemon yellow, unblinking eyes.
So deep was it’s concentration, I considered slowly exiting the car and crawling closer, using gravestones for cover. However, although tempting, it would have been a foolhardy, selfish move on my part if the bird had seen me. I couldn’t risk spooking this contented little hunter who had performed so well.
Little Owl
Little Owl / anthene noctua. 15/08/19.
‘LOCKED ON.’
From it’s perch on an old weathered headstone, the Little Owl was completely locked on to something below it. Standing motionless it glared down for several minutes with it’s lemon yellow, unblinking eyes.
So deep was it’s concentration, I considered slowly exiting the car and crawling closer, using gravestones for cover. However, although tempting, it would have been a foolhardy, selfish move on my part if the bird had seen me. I couldn’t risk spooking this contented little hunter who had performed so well.