Blackbird singing in the dead of night

I had another look at a couple of potential Owl sites this evening, one where I'd heard a Little Owl a few weeks ago.

Evening time is a period of high activity for Pheasants, or cock Pheasants at least, I didn't see a single hen on my look round.

The evening was glorious, all shepherds note they should be delighted. But no owls seen and I didn't hear the Little Owl tonight.

From a distance I saw something at the top of a tree, but when I got there it was a Kestrel. They keep on hunting well into the evening.

One of the joys of March evenings is being serenaded by Blackbirds. They are just about in full song now and carry on singing just about until it is dark.

Blackbird - The Beatles

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise