It was a pretty hectic morning for everyone. My wife was very busy getting us ready for our expedition; (among many other things) creating an amazing packed lunch, filling 3 flasks (soup, coffee & hot water) and making sure we had plenty of blankets, gloves, scarves etc. Two of our fantastic carers came to get Thomas up and ready. My daughter was making last minute touches to her packing (off to Paris for her French exchange week) and I was watching the cricket on TV.
Finally, as we were about to drive away, the day was capped off perfectly by the appearance one of my all time favourite birds - a Short-eared Owl. It was thrilling to see it quartering the ground beside us and diving down on perhaps an unsuspecting vole. We turned around and drove back for another 'fix' of this superb bird and at one point, it flew up and passed close to the van. Then as if that wasn't enough, a second Short-eared Owl appeared - perfect!
And it's lovely now writing this, recalling our day with a glass of sloe gin, snow falling outside...
and watching the football on TV.