Late Sunday Afternoon
Late Sunday afternoon in the Goyt.
It was a glorious autumn day. By the pond, (still duckless), a family were having a party, and the smoke and smells from their barbeque were drifting lazily into the clear blue sky. Towards the end of the afternoon as the light began to fade, the owls appeared and hunted quietly and lethally, if you were small and furry, amongst the bracken.

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