About 5:00 this afternoon
I looked out a window
Into the front yard
And something caught my eye.
Elliott had told us
That he had seen an owl in our yard
And sure enough
It was back.
I watched it for some time
Then found John to make sure he didn’t miss it.
After awhile owl #2 joined the party.
We stood at the front door and watched.
I snuck around the side of the tree
To get closer for a better vantage point
And for pictures, of course.
Ultimately we had to leave for dinner
When we returned we realized
There were now 3 Great Horned Owls visiting.
We sat in the car for the longest time
Not wanting to disturb them.
Unfortunately, the neighbors weren’t as cautious
And after about 3 hours they flew away.
I’m hoping they will return soon.
I have a childhood memory of my father
Actually catching an owl
To show his curious daughters
Only to be wounded by the owls sharp talons.
Then a few years back
A little screech owl took up residency
outside our breakfast room window
For a few days.
It watched us
As much as we watched it.
Which leaves me to wonder
Is nature as curious about us
As we are about nature?
I certainly hope so.
“Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come-easy-go.”