Max Whitby here. I'm on my way back to London after an enjoyable but arduous 10 days on Holy Island (nearly) finishing my PhD thesis. A final heave should see the first draft complete. Disconcerting to be approaching the end of my research project after almost 3.5 years.
Still plenty of owls on the Island. I see them every time I go for a walk. Both Barn Owls and Short-eared Owls hunting by day. The afternoons seem to be the best time to catch them. Plenty of frogs up north too. My garden pond is a writhing, croaking frogfest. And one of the temporary ponds at the end of the Straight Lonnen (well known to visiting birders as THE place to be after a fall in migration season) is full of spawn in remarkable profusion. There are at least 100 clumps (is that the right word?) like the ones pictured. In past years I have also had newts in the same pool, but none spotted so far this season.