As it grew dark a Quail started to call from the barley: just half a dozen times, but totally unmistakable. Overhead, the Great Bear was spectacular, while on the southern horizon Jupiter was a brilliant sight. At the cost of over-exposing Jupiter itself, I managed to capture three of its Galilean moons.
Just as I was thinking of calling it a night, something began to call from the cereal field in front of me. I thought it was most possibly a Muntjac, but it seemed to move across the field too quickly for a mammal. You'll have to turn the volume up, but I'd be interested to receive any helpful advice!
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