One of our favourite walks with Dusty is just a stone's throw from where we live, we take a wander back into the little piece of countryside (which we're still praying will be saved from development). Well, the last two weeks, every evening, when we get near to a little copse, we hear an owl! Over and over again it hoots. It's so lovely to hear; I'm making the most of it now that the evenings are slowly getting lighter.
I also spotted this little guy & his opposite on one of the benches in the village, how did I miss it before?