It’s beginning to look a lot like high summer round here. Our English summer is the typical on the cool side summer, but at least the blackberries are ripening. I’m worried though that I might miss the majority of our garden plums because they will come ripe just as it’s time to leave for Van.
Still, at the end of the day, after work, after supper, I love to go for a walk in the meadow. It’s become an evening ritual.
I’ll tell you why. Not only is the meadow beautiful right now, with pale flowers and downy seed heads which shine in the twilight, but at the end of the meadow is this summer house, which the owner has visited for only about three days in these past two months, and only got permission to build it in the first place if he built in this owl and bat house into the rafters.
AND THIS IS WHY I LOVE IT HERE!
Do you see the deer in the tall grass? Do you see the barn owl at the entrance to her house?
I love these guys. I see them almost every evening. There is usually a Roe doe and two fawns, one or two muntjacs trying to eat the blackberries, a few bunnies here and there, and the snowy barn owl. I try to sneak closer and closer each evening for a better photo. They’re on to me!
I stay till the last light, and then walk back home. 😀