My wife is a wonderful woman. She's known for some time that I've always wanted to see an owl. I mean, come on, they're such cool birds. Her friend Andy Beet visited her at the library last week brandishing a photo of an owl in a tree just behind the building. When I got home from work, we took off to go see it. It wasn't a rare bird, there weren't scads of birders lined up looking at it through their scopes. Just the two of us at sunset staring up at an owl roosting in a hole in a tree. And now that I've seen one, I can't wait to see more. Thanks sweetie!
Photos courtesy of Andy Beet
The bird I saw was a red-phase Eastern Screech-owl. So there must be two staying there this summer!
2 comments:
Congrats! My first owl sighting in the wild was also an eastern screech owl. What a thrill it is to spot one of these birds, so celebrated in mythology, out in the living world. As far as I'm concerned, it never gets old.
Only once have I seen an owl in a hole in a tree. Usually they are on a branch and yes, there is almost certainly a line of birder eyeing it back. Good find.
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