First: the magnificent Great Horned Owl. When I was younger and guiding canoe trips in the wilderness, I had a favorite spot on a rather desolate lake where a Great Horned Owl nested. I loved laying on the rocks at night and listening to it. I am still mesmerized with them. Because of their feather structure, they are one of the most silent birds in flight. Deadly. But, from what I understand, dumb as a door knob.
I wanted to name my son "Bubo Virginianus" after this owl. Needless to say, I was overruled. Great minds always suffer like this.
My neck used to be able to do this. But, that was after an unfortunate accident!
This is a Saw-whet owl. This little guy was VERY shy and I never got a good photo of him.
Finally, I really like the Barn Owl. I have never seen one before. So, I need to let him grace this blog once more.
Next post: Eagles!
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