January 19 + 

Went to A⁠⸺ Wood with S⁠⸺ and L⁠⸺. Saw a Barn Owl (Strix flammea) flying in broad daylight. At A⁠⸺ Woods, be it known, there is a steep cliff where we were all out climbing to inspect and find all the likely places for birds to build in, next spring. S⁠⸺ and I got along all right, but L⁠⸺, being a bit too careless, let go his hold on a tree and fell headlong down. He turned over and over and seemed to us to pitch on the back of his neck. However, he got up as cheerfully as ever, saying, “I don’t like that⁠—a bit of a nasty knock.” + 