Feathered friend turns into 'FriendS'
As I pulled back the curtains last Sunday morning, grateful for the extra hour in bed, it seemed I was not the only one!
Clearly visible in the daylight, not one, as before, (see earlier blog post) but two Barn Owls, eyes closed snoozing away the morning. I ran upstairs to our son's room, which is virtually opposite their wall hole, and captured this amazing image.
I'd love them to be one male and one female. They can then be affectionately known as 'Robin' and 'Virginia' after our guests who spotted we had an Owl the week before. Anyone reading this who knows anything about Owl gender please let us know! (Quite liking the idea of an Owl called 'Robin'!).
A Slumber did my Spirit Seal
A slumber did my spirit seal;
I had no human fears:
She seemed a thing that could not feel
The touch of earthly years.
No motion has she now, no force;
She neither hears nor sees;
Rolled round in earth's diurnal course,
With rocks, and stones, and trees.
BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
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.