In the wattle outside my bedroom window, a southern boobook owl has taken up residence. I couldn’t believe my good fortune when I first saw him there about a week ago. He sleeps by day and goes off hunting at night but is there again as I getup.
I have been trying to get a photo of him but he is well hidden amongst the branches. This is in the same week as we have had a whale and its calf in the Derwent and a pod of dolphins outside my office window. It feels so good to enjoy the wonders of nature amidst the chaos in the world.