On January 18th, a once in a lifetime night in (of all places) the dairy barn. A visitor spent the night with the cows all through the milking- a screech owl. With the digital camera, we have pictures to prove this strange event. But life can be even stranger, when John went into the haymow to put hay down for the cows the next morning- a goshawk ( I think that was the name) was upstairs and there were a few less sparrows, and some piles of feathers.
In the nearly 30 years in the "new" barn, we have never had similar guests.
