A late evening stroll

Twilight at the top of Sidbury Hill

On the first Sunday in October we walked Sidbury Hill at dusk.  The weather was fine and warm breezes wafted across the grass.

We saw an owl make a kill and surprised a badger out on his evening rounds.  And somewhere lower down the hill unearthly cries, something between a bark and a shout.  Whatever it was moved swiftly across the land.  A deer?  A fox?