As I was coming home at dusk last Sunday at the end of a walk, I was looking out for barn owls, but without any expectation of seeing one. It was sunset, and the blackbirds were making their evening chattery calls, and the last robins were singing before bedtime.
I crossed a field near Turville Court and I suddenly saw a barn owl flying low and silently. The time was 18.12. It followed the hedgerow then went off across the field to the wood.
The next evening I decided to look again at about the same time. As I entered the field at 18.14 a barn owl was heading straight for me, but as soon as it saw me it veered away towards Turville Heath.
Five days later I was there again. Darkness is daily inching later. I hung around in the field for a bit. At 18.20 some blackbirds started protesting in the hedge behind me and I spun round in time to see an owl fly into a tree–the same one? It then pushed off, low over the hedge, and was gone.
I have recorded the sightings on the British Trust for Ornithology’s birdtrack.