Every kind of wonderful critter hangs out in my yard and woods – there are hawks of several varieties, lots of every bird that lives around here or migrates through, coyotes, foxes, raccoons, opossums, bats.? For several springs, wild turkeys would wander on to the patio sometime in March.
But I had never heard an owl here.? I mentioned this to my son Brian, who lived here for a while a couple of years ago, while his house was having the hardwood floors finished and insulation blown in.? He said he heard owls all the time – his bedroom was downstairs and on the woodier side of the house.
So I said to the Owls a couple of months ago – I want to know you’re here, I love the idea of your beautiful selves being around, pretty please hoot for me.
And so it has been.? After listening to hoots several very early mornings, I took to the internet to identify the owls by their sounds.? What I’ve heard so far are great horned owls and barred owls.? I heard the great horned owl last night just after dark – all was quiet, and suddenly that echo-y hoot was there.
Life is always perfect here.? Now it is perfect-er.