#30DaysWild - a night walk in the wild, minutes into Day 12.
The night was quiet. There was no sound of the wind, or even of waves on the shore below me. From the wood I could hear an owl. Its call clear in the still night air. Then minutes later the silent steady flight of the owl, silhouetted against the twilight, flying low over the field undulating below where I stand.
I recognise how lucky I am to have this experience on my doorstep.