Intriguing sound alerts guests
We had been hearing strange 'rasping' noises outside our barn for a week or two, usually around dusk. I had been meaning to go and take a look, but it was our guests in Green Brae who pointed out that we had an Owl in residence!
The next evening I set up camera/tripod/flash with the longest lens I had available (300mm), pre-focused on the hole - where I was told it appeared from - and waited . . .
As the light fell I started to see a blurred shape emerging from behind the rock. With still just enough ambient light available, the view through my lens revealed the character you see here and, as he/she(?) peered out I capture this image.
A moment or two later and the Owl moved forward and took flight from the barn, a picture I missed. As it circled above in the still clear azure twilight, a silhouette of outstretched wings, I felt so privileged to witness such a creature for the first time.
With virtually no light left to see by and, as I had moved the camera no chance to focus again on the hole, I thought I caught the presence of another shape. A second Owl? But more of that later!
Lucky. Right lens, right place, right time. The moment, when you know as a photographer that the shot may elude you, but even so you walk on, not taking any frames until the time is just right. It should have a name, the moment that is. A weird space where the shot exists, but it doesn't as it's just in your head. And then it's real. Captured. A gem and you know it.
What were they looking at? I've no idea. They resumed chewing the grass, split apart, normallity regained and no longer modelling for the moment, whatever it's called.
Jacqueline and Geoff moved to the beautiful Isle of Arran in 2012, and have been visiting since 1998.