In Vain

Waiting in vain for owls.

Standing close to a hedge in the twilight, very quiet, very still. Darkness was dropping fast and the the sun setting behind the trees was just glorious. Nothing moved. Way in the distance two rabbits were chasing in the scrub to the melody of a thrush in the hedgerow behind me, which was truly beautiful as the notes bounced over the field. The owls always used to be here and recently there hasn't been a sign. Then again it's been poor weather for owls so maybe they have been lost.

In the end I went back to the car.