It has been three weeks since I last posted about a first sign of spring: Grizzly bear coming out of hibernation. Now, spring is in full force. Another sure sign in my neck of the woods is Great Horned Owlets out to enjoy the sunshine.
First, let me play a little ‘Where’s Waldo’ with you. Can you find the owls in this photo? How many do you see?
The obvious ones are on the top branch, mom on the right with her baby, and in the lower, closer to the trunk, another owlet.
Some are just born to be more independent. Take a closer look at this cool, furry owl baby perching on her own branch. Seeing me eagerly snapping her photo, she sits still for me, giving me a big smile even:
She reminds me of those Ukrainian dolls.
But don’t think she’s all innocent and vulnerable, look at her claws:
And to the mother and the other baby in the upper branch, again, they know how to please us nature paparazzi, just by being themselves:
And here, a little action for us, Mom preening her baby. The term of endearment is instinct:
I can hear the baby say: “Thanks Mom. Happy Mother’s Day!”