Monday, March 13, 2006

In owl's grove

This weekend, in spring-like temperatures, I walked in the owl's grove, noticing the first tiny, green buds.

I was lucky enough to see the owl.

I was also privileged to see, for the first time this year, the red-tailed hawk that nests in one of the large cottonwoods, but by then it was too dark to take pictures.

This morning, we woke to 3 inches of snow.

Click on the pictures for larger views.


Blogger alan said...

I've only seen one owl in the wild ever, it was broad daylight and the assumption was he was sick...felt very sorry for him, but wasn't going to try to "rescue" him as I have some smaller birds before!

Lovely photos, the last is now my wallpaper for a while! Thank you!


3/13/2006 12:09 PM  
Blogger MB said...

I was actually thinking of you when I took that first one, Alan... of your marvelous moon shot and what you said about it.

3/13/2006 12:12 PM  
Blogger Sky said...

These are such beautiful shots, MB, especially the first and the last ones.

I have only seen one owl - a baby who flew into my sliding glass door one night many years ago. He was stunned, and I got him up off the patio and set him on a low branch of a dogwoood tree where he stayed until he recovered and left.

Snow...:( Today we have warm, sunny weather and all our crocuses are happy, daffies are opening, hyacinths are getting close, tulips are climbing higher,and one rhoddie is now open! I am thrilled! I am going to have a picnic at the lake tomorrow and feed the ducks if it stays like this! Yesssssssss.

3/13/2006 1:31 PM  
Blogger Endment said...

What a great series of photos

3/13/2006 2:47 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Sky, it's almost all melted off. Except for what's in our front yard, of course... always the last yard to lose the snow!

Endment, thank you. I'm pleased you enjoyed them.

3/13/2006 8:13 PM  
Blogger Mary said...

There is something about owls .. I'm not surprised they have been considered sacred in the past. A privilege indeed. Thanks for sharing these beautiful photos MB. Stay warm!

3/13/2006 10:35 PM  
Blogger alan said...

I think that goes back to being on shipboard and lying on the flight deck at night thinking of loved ones a 1/2 world away...having some connection made it easier than none.


3/14/2006 1:07 AM  
Blogger kasturi said...

i love the photos especially the dawn shot. waking to snow, that is an almost cozy feeling, isn't it? i love to hear owls, and to see them out in the canyon - they are so huge! i feel lucky to have had the experience.

3/14/2006 1:27 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Mary, you are right, there is something about owls... I have never put my finger on quite what it is. Perhaps that is part of why they fascinate me. I'm glad you enjoyed the photos.

Alan, me too. I wasn't on shipboard, but I think for me it also goes back to feeling far away from loved ones when I was separated from them.

Karen, these are actually all sunset photos... but reading your comment I realize they also look like dawn shots! Yes, it was a little thrill to wake to all that snow -- I first noticed it in the middle of the night when everything became light!

3/14/2006 9:29 AM  
Blogger Rexroth's Daughter said...

Oh you are so lucky, MB, you got to see an owl! The pirate and I have been out and about trying to see one, but no luck at all. What a fine looking bird, it is too. There really is something fascinating about them, and I'm going to keep looking until I see one. Thanks for such beautiful photos.

3/14/2006 11:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The photos are breath-taking!
It may be in the owl's eyes. They're unique to birds. Could also be the association with wisdom and there is an air of mystery about them.

3/14/2006 1:31 PM  
Blogger Firehawk said...


Nice pics. I need to get out of the city more. My idea of wildlife anymore is the sound of an unmuffled diesel engine braking down the exit ramp from the highway.

3/14/2006 1:41 PM  
Blogger Brenda said...

I felt like I was there, with you, your words sparce, yet with the photographs enough to awaken awe for the mystery of the owl...

3/14/2006 5:51 PM  
Blogger zhoen said...

It's those voiceless feathers. Only saw one live at an aviary. A bird show that simply showed the birds, no stupid costumes or dumb tricks. The owl was absolutely silent in flight.

3/15/2006 5:26 AM  
Blogger MB said...

RD, this fellow lives there and we hear it every time we're out there in the evening, and sometimes we're lucky enough to see it. And this time I had my camera. I'm always amazed at how close he (she?) lets us get.

TLR, you're right, the eyes are compelling, haunting, piercing!

Firehawk, oh dear! But I see you have a raven poem up... complete with salmon references... so you can't be too estranged from it all! But I highly recommend getting out. It's good for the soul.

Brenda, thank you. I'm so glad you felt that way. It was a beautiful walk.

Zhoen, yes! the silent flight -- you are absolutely right, that's part of it. Thank you for that thought.

3/15/2006 8:25 PM  
Blogger Thunderowl said...

Owls are simply the most beautiful
animals! I totally agree w/ zhoen.
A family of barn owls lives in our backyard. They move so silently...

3/21/2006 10:03 AM  

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