There is a little town in Pennsylvania, where along a quiet stream in the middle of town stands a tree. This tree holds treasures within. These treasures? Three Great Horned Owlets!
Quickly becoming well-known in the birding and bird photography community in our area, of course I had to make the sojourn to go and visit these fuzzy wuzzy little owls.
The Tree, so easily found. Mainly because of the collection of people gathered together. All waiting for the perfect Kodak moment.
In the afternoon, there was one that took the stage. The other two tucked deep in the tree taking an afternoon nap. Only one showed up briefly. Seems he forgot that mom had taught him to wipe his mouth after eating.
But the one that remained had no trouble entertaining us along the way. Sleepily yawning, he seemed as if what he really was doing was screaming for mom’s food delivery.
And then he decided to channel Count Dracula.
These owlets were truly a sight to behold and I felt honored to be in their presence. When I think about it. Finding a Great Horned Owl is amazing. Finding a owl nest is even more amazing. Finding a nest that is so accessible and the birds so comfortable with our presence? Priceless!