In Flight and Hunting
Why is it that I am drawn to birds, to hills and uplands, to nature? From time to time I ask myself this question.
This evening in the final hour before sunset it was cold and chilly on Swallow Moss, the sun was behind Morridge and a full moon was present in all its glory. There was no wind not even a breeze. A perfect early evening for owls I thought.
I scanned the moss and as is often the case one can be fooled into thinking that there is no wildlife on there, but I refused to be fooled and knew that this was not the case; that secret nature would reveal itself in due course. I just had to sit, watch, listen and wait.
Perched on a post nearby a single moorland loving Short-eared owl was actively searching for prey, sitting, watching, listening and waiting. Sooner or later it would find a vole or other small rodent also residents of this upland habitat.
Then with little warning it left its post to quarter a large area of the Moss. I had wonderful and prolonged views of this owl low over the moss, Its flight slow, methodical with deep flaps of its wings and short glides. On several occasions it dropped to the ground quickly with a talons first. This owl reminded me of the Hen harrier with its similar hunting style.
In time it disappeared from view and daylight was rapidly becoming twilight and darkness would soon prevail. The distinct call of Red grouse emanated from Revidge a hill adjacent to Swallow moss and I had the joy of seeing two Brown Hares amble by and like all such Hares were minding there own business but were on an early evening mission.
For me watching Short-eared owls on an upland moor along with other bird species and mammal is a moving experience. It provides me with a sense of wonder and brings peace and solitude to my life, allows me time for reflection in the natural world. These are the reasons I am drawn to birds, to hills and uplands, to the Staffordshire Moorlands and finally to nature.
Dean