Barred owls were calling in the neighborhood forest early this morning. They were a bit raucous, almost like a couple of juveniles fussing at each other, as their calls were truncated, and not the usual 'who-cooks-for-you' call at all.
I just heard them briefly, after my gardening companion, coming in after throwing a ball for our gardening assistant (aka 'the bear dog') said, 'quick, come hear the owls.'
A gift, and it reminded me of seeing a young barred owl in a nearby tree several years ago, practically outside my study window.
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