Owls


I am awake in the middle of the night listening to a pair of Great Horned owls calling to each other from the tall trees in our neighborhood. This is such an unusual happening — being awake like this at this time (yes, I have too much on my mind) and also to hear the owls. So instead of sleepless worry, I am simply enjoying the song and the amazing conversation between the two owls. It is magical!

Whoo! WhooWhoo! Whoo! Whoo!” As the nights passed the booming of the owls became more and more frequent. Bubo called from his beech tree, Black Talon answered from her elm roost. Then Bubo called from the sugarhouse and Black Talon answered from the marsh.

~ from  Bubo: The Great Horned Owl, by Jean Craighead George

8 thoughts on “Owls

  1. Nan

    That is a kind of magical gift to you Robin. I’m so grateful to them! And speaking of owls, for your Peril reading you might like the book I read by Alan Garner – The Owl Service. Just a wee bit creepy.

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    1. Robin Post author

      Diane, it’s so true! I call our mourning doves here “owl wannabes.” The owls last night, though, were Great Horned owls. They’ve left owl pellets for us at the foot of our huge cedar tree, although they don’t nest there. We’re not sure where their nest is. The unusual thing this year is that we usually only hear them in January. This year they seem to be hanging around, and they’re somewhere close by.

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    1. Robin Post author

      Iliana, me, too! I was so excited to hear two of them! The image is from Jean Craighead George’s book on the Great Horned owl. It was such a nice book, and part of her series “American Woodlands.” Unfortunately, it’s hard to get some of those books now. Here’s a link to my review of that book, although the links are now outdated.

      Bubo, the Great Horned Owl

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    1. Robin Post author

      Les, that would be one of the nicest parts of camping! Hearing and seeing the wildlife! (Not bears, though!) This is an unusual happening around here, though. We don’t usually hear them, but they seems to have moved in closer to us this year. I’m not complaining!

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