A Definite Fledging

Last evening one of the young owls flew out of the nest box and onto the old seat before flying off - we think into the tree. No pictures I'm afraid as Mrs. H was engrossed in the tennis and I was attempting to keep the wheels of commerce turning. My study looks out onto the tree where the next box is located so I had pole position. I called on Mrs. H and she saw the owl fly into the tree - she was quite overcome. At least I think it was the sight of the owl, it could have been linked to the fact that Nadal won Wimbledon....