It's a soggy but sunny afternoon. We can hear the hollow sound of waves crashing along the island's southern shore, the storm's aftermath. We've been seeing an owl lately, out in broad daylight, cruising the bog -- a barred owl, I think.
It comes up close to the house, closer than you might expect it to.
It spent the afternoon swooping back and forth.
Then it rested and gazed all about with its owlish eyes. Lyndon thinks it's scoping out the hens.
Monday, November 8, 2010
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3 comments:
What a sight. But they do like chickens. Great photos.
How special to see an owl in the daylight! I have heard owls around our place at night, but have not yet spotted one.
What wonderful photos!
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