If you’re happy and you know it clap your wings

I went a Long-eared owl hunting, and got lucky.

Jonathan, RSPB Nene Washes warden, took me on a wee trip to Wood Walton Fen one evening last week.
You may recall, I did visit there one August afternoon last year, and found it necessary to power walk or run the whole blooming time. Ah mosquitoes. Millions of the blighters, or biters!

But this was April, and night time. So safe from being eaten alive!
We were looking for Long-eared owls, pairs of them. Jonathan had to point out the female’s call to me it was so quiet and subtle. Otherwise to my ears it would have simply been a tree swaying, leaves brussling, or just the wind alone. She called a few times. And the male? Ha ha, we heard a clapping sound and just caught the gone-dusk silhouette, as he clapped his wings together and then disappeared. Like magic. A rare sight and sound apparently, so I count myself extremely lucky.
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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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