Little Owl
Came home at dusk the other evening and found this baby sitting on the wall outside our house.
He’d only flown the nest a day or two before….and perhaps he’d yet to learn that it’s wise to keep yourself tucked away from humans and marauding cats.
We stared at each other for the longest time. He wasn’t the least fazed. Didn’t even object to me snapping a picture with my iPhone.
He was born in the same nesting spot in the hollow of a tree trunk as last year’s tawny owls. Managed to fall out of it like one of last year’s brood, too (did he fall or was he pushed?).
Despite that, he’s made it to fully-fledged owlhood and is now finding his wings in the field behind us.
I wish you well, Little Owl….
Reader Comments (1)
Very sweet... Lovely to be back and catching up with you here after our travels. :o) Happy Weekend, Helen ((HUGS))