Owl Chronicles 2022 – The Beginning of the End

By |2022-09-04T17:33:46-06:00September 4th, 2022|Nature, Uncategorized|

The owl huddles in the corner of the box. He perches in the entrance in late afternoon or the middle of the day if it’s warm. The past few days he has left the box at somewhere between 6:30 and 6:45 p.m.; shooting out of the box and swooping down, he flies over the fence toward the greenbelt. A couple of days passed when he wasn’t in the box, but they were only isolated episodes.

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August 2018

By |2018-12-06T03:29:20-06:00September 17th, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

A river of life has passed under me. I feel like I’m standing on a bridge watching the past months rush by. Here I am looking toward the end of summer, trying to grasp all that has happened and take in and appreciate this new place.

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May 2, 2018

By |2018-06-01T18:16:42-06:00May 3rd, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

The owlets are now about 21 days old. They look like tiny ostriches when they stretch their necks and heads up and rotate their faces. Staring straight into the camera, they do not know they are being watched. The owl box is the only world they know, with its cedar shavings and scattered feathers.

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April 1, 2018

By |2018-05-07T00:53:38-06:00April 2nd, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

It is a noisy morning in the backyard this first day of April, this Easter Sunday - doves cooing, grackles whistling and bluejays squawking. Wednesday’s rain has left the ground soft and revived the grass. A grackle perches on the sunflower seed feeder; he shimmies down the cage and pokes his long black beak in between the grate squares, black feathers shiny in morning light.

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More Owl Chronicles 2018 and the Rest of March

By |2018-05-15T01:19:59-06:00March 30th, 2018|Nature, Uncategorized|

I look at the empty entrance of the owl box and feel only sadness, mostly for the male owl. There is still time for him to find another mate, but disappointment weights on me right now. I have not heard him during the night and can’t find him roosting in the wax leaf ligustrums.

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