One thing I miss about being up at the ancestral home during the week for work, is my birds. While my mother has a sized property, and gets many birds too, it's the closeness of the birds at my windowsill I miss, especially with the closeness of the huge tree outside my living room and kitchen windows, which probably gives them a sense of protection. But whilst gone, a new visitor has arrived. Some breed of an owl. I have seen several up at the lake, but the only larger bird I have seen outside my windows have been red tailed hawk and a family of ravens. But last night was a sleepless night as I heard an owl hooting which seemed all night...but couldn't spot it anywhere. Yet it seemed like right outside of my windows. In all the years I have lived here, it's the first time I recall hearing one, except for a rescue of an injured one I took to our local animal's rehab. They are quite cool birds, so soft... and those expressions?!? I came across these pictures too of a heated greenhouse. How nice could a night be in one of those, listening to the late-night sounds of the children of the night, with wine and candles and a fire??? I have to work on this.
I love owls and now you have me wanting to get a heated greenhouse! Never mind I have no yard. It is gorgeous!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThat greenhouse would be nice to sit in at night with heat. I would love that. My issue would be slipping on snow and breaking a hip getting to it!!! We have a very wooded home, and have a owl. He often gets smaller birds for meals, but I never seem to have a mouse problem here.
ReplyDeleteIt's odd since being back I haven't seen Rocky, the flying squirrel??? And I agree, that greenhouse is magical, isn't it?
DeleteExcellent, and the Mae West "Im very quick in a slow way" is sooo you!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful mood setter for this Monday.
ReplyDeleteA new owl neighbour! Exciting! I hope you spot it and, better yet, photograph it!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful creatures of the night, and so useful. I never could fathom how some people would sacrifice them for fanatic purpose. I am glad you had yours singing for you during this sleepless night. Quite the melancholic companion.
ReplyDeleteI feel I really am more in touch with the creatures of night. So calm and yet mysterious.
DeleteI have never seen an owl in the wild. Back in Wales as a child, we used to hear them echoing in the far distance, but nowhere close to home. I've encountered them up close in bird of prey flying displays, of course; and even on one occasion in the very unlikely surroundings of the (very strange) city of Hull in Eastern England, a beautiful barn owl one somebody's arm, just walking down the street. They are simply gorgeous. Jx
ReplyDeleteThey are gorgeous, and I love the expressions, as though they are saying they don't give two flying figs what we think...or that they have the look don't trifle with me, or else. But I have not seen one in person at my place yet but hear them. At dusk they can be seen at the lake if you know where to look.
DeleteWe don't see many fancy birds here. One flew into my wife's car when I was cleaning it out
ReplyDeleteWow!!! I think that would have scared the hell out of me if I didn't see it coming. I seem to have an endless array of feathered friends here. Thanks for stopping in Adam!!!
DeleteOwls are beautiful and their ability to fly silently just adds to their allure as creatures of the night! If you check the bases of nearby trees during daylight for large pellets containing tiny bones and/or fur, you might just find your owl's roost...
ReplyDeleteI have the feeling the owl is over by the woods edge on the property line. It might have sounded closer since noise echos across the courtyard. I was neat to hear it.
DeleteI love owls in all of their shapes and sizes. I want to cuddle that little fuzzy white one.
ReplyDeleteI would love an owl to nuzzle my neck and keep it warm. But wouldn't want pellets in the bed.
DeleteRead Gerald Durrell's My Family and Other Animals about living with owls.
DeleteI would love to read that book. Did you enjoy it Helen?
DeleteI had Gerald Durrell's book as a child one Christmas and laughed and laughed. I really would recommend it as I have re-read it so many times - the life of a young boy, dotty about animals, being dragged up by his family in pre-war Corfu.
DeleteI love the owls and that wintry glass cabin .... gimme!
ReplyDeleteI immediately thought about vegging when I saw this board, and then I remembered the last post. I see the time spent doing nothing was great for inspiration.
ReplyDeleteDid you pick up on that?
DeleteOwls are on my favorite animals list... there are so many on that list, but Owls are in the top ten, for sure. I have always loved their shapes. And they were easy to draw. Kizzes.
ReplyDeleteI love this mood board! But then I love winter. Owls are sort of pretty and creepy at the same time I find. You just know they are plotting something.
ReplyDeleteI love owls and have a stuffed one under glass in the kitchen. In the UK all owls found dead are sent to a national centre where they have a post-mortem to discover what they died of (to check for illegal owling). The bodies are then sold to taxidermists. Mine is a beautiful barn owl.
ReplyDeleteI never knew that. At least it has a great home.
DeleteWe hear owls here, but not as much as where we lived before - close to agricultural barns. I love hearing them, and was fortunate to have a barn owl nearly land on my head - they are remarkably quiet in flight, but I guess they have to be.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures!
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Maybe one day I will see one in flight. Your one of several who comment on how quite. Would make sense I have one with so many barns and fields about.
DeletePam Demic is looking quite nice in those animated GIFs. Living in Connecticut, we had several bird feeders but we also loved going birding. Owl prowls were magical. We’d sit in the woods with a boom box and play owl calls. Incredible.
ReplyDeleteTotally love owls. Did you know they can be quite the loyal companion?
ReplyDeleteI have heard of people having some owls as pets. That is pretty cool.
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