KITUNDU - BIRD LIGHT WIND

In Tenessee Valley I've often heard owls... owls so deeply buried in the eucalyptus groves that I've heard them and decided they were adept at invisibility... no, not just good camouflage, but real and true invisibility.

Today I was walking near an open field and heard the owl call yet again, only this time it came from an isolated tree in the middle of the field, and I was sure it would be my lucky dusk.

I found this owl out in the open, smack dab in the center of the treetop. It listened to another calling owl for a while, scratched its head with an enormous taloned foot, and then departed.


	In Tenessee Valley I've often heard owls... owls so deeply buried in the eucalyptus groves that I've heard them and decided they were adept at invisibility... no, not just good camouflage, but real and true invisibility. Today I was walking near an open field and heard the owl call yet again, only this time it came from an isolated tree in the middle of the field, and I was sure it would be my lucky dusk. I found this owl out in the open, smack dab in the center of the treetop. It listened to another calling owl for a while, scratched its head with an enormous taloned foot, and then departed.

	It relocated to a rock and as I crept up for another photo, this was the remarkable scene that greeted me. The deer and the owl actually turned to to look at each other, then turned back to stare me down. Click the image to see it larger.

	On the way out of the valley I heard another owl, and again, it was out on an exposed branch. What a day. They really are astonishing creatures. I hope to see more of them as they rear young this spring.

	RSH Addendum Here is a late addition to the Red-shouldered Hawk series. A bird with a very, very full crop, dazed, with blood and feather feet, trying to get it's bearings before taking of to perch in a tree for the next 6 hours. Cheers.