Walking my dog on Easter morning, I saw a hawk land on a tree skirting the pasture behind my parent’s house. I thought nothing of it until I realized the hawk had “ears.” What?!?
I walked closer and closer only to discover my hawk was really a Great Horned Owl. It was a pleasant surprise for a pleasant day.
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What a beauty…. How lucky!!!
Thanks! I did feel pretty lucky — I’ve heard owls hooting at my parents’ house at night, but Sunday was the first time I have ever spotted an owl there.