Sorry, little owl ...

I crocheted half a duck today.

After my crochet group I visited the little owl who is very tolerant of photographers, though increasingly I try to take a couple of quick shots, then go on my way. I stayed quite a long time once and he eventually fluttered around to the back of his tree and I'm sure it was because he was fed up with my presence. 

I felt terribly guilty about it - I really don't think photographers (or anyone else) should interfere with the behaviour of our lovely wildlife.