Yesterday’s task was to try and find a Great Horned Owl that we knew was hanging around some old cottonwoods not too far from our house. We tramped around the slushy woods, looking for that distinctive owl silhouette on one of the bare branches. After 45 minutes of searching, I was just about to give up when Bill stopped and pointed: “There he is!”
Score. I took a quick picture.
Actually, double score. When I looked closely, I saw there were two Great Horned Owls. See the second guy? On the left?
He was even harder to see when he turned his head.
I walked around the tree and the one on the right seemed to disappear. Magic owls.
It took some time, but I finally found a spot where I could see them both at the same time. Gotta love camouflage!