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Monday, 20 July 2009

The Tumbledown Farm Little Owls.


When I first moved back to Tumbledore Farm in February I was delighted to be able to watch the Little Owls in the back orchard. They have been residents at Tumbledown Farm for a number of years but I had up til then only ever heard them at night.


Mr and Mrs Owl on their favourite branches.

They have a favourite apple tree in the orchard and during the winter months they sat there at various points in the day. Each with their own favoured 'his' and 'hers' branch. For me there was nothing better in the morning than to look staight out of the kitchen window and be able to watch the owls.

Once spring arrived seeing the owls through all the foliage was incredibly difficult. Although hearing their domesetic disputes was still just as easy! They've been quiet since May. We've had no doubt that they were sitting, but it was not until earlier this month that we managed to spot their new bundle of fluff. They appear to have had only one owlett this year, but it is rather cute and fluffy and has a favoured preening spot in a tree at the back of the orchard. It likes to sit there in the morning sun and watch the world go by.

Baby Owl

I've been trying for a while now to get a shot of it. The dilema is that I don't want to frighten them off as we do so love having them in the orchard. This morning I've managed a couple. They are a bit blurry and from a distance, but I wanted to share them all the same.


Baby owl looking at me rather suspiciously.

14 comments:

jro said...

I'm amazed you get anything done at all, living there. There's so much to see and watch.

Rothschild Orchid said...

It is very easy to get distracted. I tend to allow myself an hour in the mornings to walk around the garden areas, veg plot and hay meadow. That way Stilton and I can get all the butterfly chasing out of our systems before getting on with the rest of the day ;o)

Aspidistra said...

just wandering through...testing...testing..

Anonymous said...

I love seeing your owls - wish we had some!

Just attempting an anonymous post to help Aspi with her testing.

Juliet

Aspidistra said...

still testing...testing...
can I order one of the little fluffy owls, please, for my jardin? thank you in antisipidation. (I feel lost without smileys on here...like I am missing an internet leg or something.)
I am also starting to ramble...oh well, it's only whatsername's blog, she won't mind...coffee, anyone?

Rothschild Orchid said...

So glad you could make it my dear, even if you can only manage to ramble (I wasn't expecting anything else ;o) )

The fluffy ones come with cute baby noises as standard. You're not having one though, you've got fox cubs what more do you want?!

Aspidistra said...

testing...testing...hurrah, I think I may now be signed on forever and ever, hurrah! We are bound together until eternity, R.O. Well until I accidentally change my settings again anyway.

Mr Fox says he would like a little owlette to add to his, um, wildlife collection.

Well I think I'll celebrate with a cuppa. Nearly time for twelveses. Is it okay to eat biscuits on this blog or are you worried about crumbs? You know how it is, some bloggers are just soooo fussy. xxx

Rothschild Orchid said...

I'm really not that fussy. Stilton on the other hand asks kindly for your CV, with a short cover letter of no more than 1000 words listing your gardening crudities and celebrity connections. If you could send this, along with two passport sized photos and a strip of Webbox Salmon and Trout cat sticks he would be most obliged. Cat sticks are non returnable.

Martyn Cox said...

I'm very envious - since I have lived in London I have never heard an owl, let alone seen one.

Aspidistra said...

Sorry Stilton darling but I only write for money as I am a money-grabbing mejia sort. If you can afford to pay me I will write you a 1000 words on virtually anything. Although at the moment my favourite subject is the hazard of biscuit crumbs to be found on some blogs.

Oh yes, and stealth rain. You put out the washing, have a little snooze and a really quiet sort of rain starts that doesn't wake you up. Washing now soaking.

Now where were we? Owls, owls, musn't deviate.

Rothschild Orchid said...

Martyn you might count yourself lucky that you can't hear them at night, they are rather a noisy lot. Little owls seem to be the riff raff of the owl world squabbling and squarking at each other all the time. The barn owls that hunt the land are far more reserved.

Apsidistra dear you are rambling a bit, shouldn't you be writing a book or something?

Aspidistra said...

I am resting between books, RO,in the way actors rest between parts. Except that I am resting at present in both a literary and literal way between books.

HappyMouffetard said...

What wonderful neighbours you have - great photos. I've only ever seen them sat on the top of telegraph poles. My grandfather used to call them French Owls as apparently they were introduced from France during his father's lifetime.

Nell Jean said...

I haven't seen owls in years, but sometimes hear them in the distance at night.