Apparently, if you whine loud enough, the owls will hear it and come to you.
Friday's post (whine alament) seems to have worked.
This Barred Owl showed up in the oak near my porch just as I was rushing out to a football game Friday night.
I was almost late already... as usual, but I had to stop and shoot a few shots of him to share with you.
I cut this video down to one pretty short clip, because after that initial head nod, he did nothing more than stare at me.
In a familiar refrain, we lost the football game, but Junior had a really good night, catching a beautiful long pass for a touchdown, catching a bunch of shorter first down passes, and power kicking (thank you years of soccer) both the kickoffs and the field goals.
Dad's birthday is today. We celebrated it with him yesterday over lasagna, salad, and garlic bread.
Oh, and one blackberry pie and one French silk pie.
He likes to say that no matter how full he is, there is always a desert shaped space left in his stomach after the main course is complete.
He filled it pretty well with a slice of each pie.
With his birthday complete, September, that month of too many birthdays is finally over.
Bring on October!