Owl

Last time we came back to the N/W after our trip to Denmark an owl had fallen down the chimney. We found this out the following morning after having a room filled with smoke the evening we arrived. The bird was trapped in the flue between the stove and the chimney and had sufficated in the smoke. Tonight Ruaridh wanted out into the garden, and I went out with him with the torch, suddenly I heard this whoosh and an owl flew over my head and the light from the torch highlighted the wings- stunning.
Good journey here, lots of photo opportunities arrived about 1630h, Ruaridh delighted running round the garden like crazy. Stopped on the way here at our favorite spot, gave the wee fellow a chance to have a good sniff at the heather, and a bounce from one clump to another.
Made up the beds and hotties in, Graham made a lovely Paella for dinner.
Watched the photography programme on T.V. so tired fell asleep. Goodnight.