The Christmas Owl
by , 12-24-2010 at 06:40 PM (1876 Views)
We were each of us ensconced in our own little corners of the house when my youngest son called out to us, "Come here. There's an owl in the tree in the back yard."
So we all ran to his room and looked out the window. There's a bush in the back yard. It's huge, two stories tall, and there were a number of birds in it creating a rucus, but I didn't see an owl. My oldest son saw it first. "There it is. The only thing I can see is his claws and part of his wing. His claws are huge."
We live in a suburb of a fairly large city. I've seen sightings of coyotes, but other than trees and flowers there isn't a lot of nature to see, so this was very exciting for us.
I looked and looked. It was like looking at the magic eye. Finally I saw it through the branches of the trees. By this time the birds, except for one, had disappeared. There was a branch in front of it, but I could see it's profile. It was small, about a foot tall, and so very solemn. It was staring straight ahead, impervious to the shrieks and caws of the birds. We looked at it for a long time. Finally it swiveled its head around and looked at us with it's great owl eyes, then flew away.
Merry Christmas, to one and all.
Qimissung



