Old Friend

​One thing I miss about the cool weather is not being able to have the windows open at night to hear the Barred Owl calling "Who,who, who, who cooks for you?". But a few days ago I awoke in the night to hear one calling loudly just outside my window. I listened to it for a while as I slowly drifted back to sleep. The next day I was on a early morning walk with my wife in the woods behind our house when we heard a bunch of chickadees raising a ruckus in a pine tree next to the path. I was busy counting the chickadees when my wife whispered "there is an owl in that tree". Sure enough, a Barred Owl was peering at us through the pine branches, seemingly oblivious to the chickadees that were pestering it. I smiled to myself as I took it's picture and said "so nice to see you again old friend".

Barred Owl