Over the next few evening's I continued to hear the efforts of the parents to get their fledgling's to fly and checked a few times, but never saw them.
Late Monday night I heard shrieks again, this time it was so much closer. I carefully opened the sliding glass door off the master bedroom; oh my gosh I thought, they must be in our pine tree! I quickly went to get my husband Tony.
We both stayed there, in the darkness listening to the adults call for the babies. I remember thinking how lucky we were to be a part of this. We heard the flapping of wings and what must be the young ones landing in the tree. I couldn't believe it; I was thrilled to think that they had brought the family to our tree. I thought about this all evening, and how special I felt that these beautiful birds were so close to us. Owlets in our tree!
I forgot about looking for them the next morning; then last evening we both heard the Mockingbird chattering at what I thought was probably a neighbor's cat in the backyard. I went out on the patio to investigate and could not find anything around the house.
Then I remembered about the Owls, I looked up and saw what seemed to be a small Barn Owl. I hurried in the house to get the binoculars and to get Tony.
I began searching the tree and discovered another larger Barn Owl. Tony went inside after this second sighting thinking that was all there were. I stayed out and kept searching the tree only to discover another one! I went back to the screen door and called to Tony "there are three Owls." "Wow" was his response, but he didn't come out to see the third one. Back I went to the tree with my binoculars in hand. Searching, searching…one more Owl! Back to the screen door I go to tell him. "Tony we have four Owls in the tree!" "Wow" was his reply; still not coming out to see them. Again I go back to the tree; looking up I notice some fluttering and see that one of the adult Owls had moved to another branch, there I see all three smaller Owls with this adult right above them. It was almost as if she wanted me to see she had three babies; more than likely she was protecting them from my intruding gaze. The other adult was on a nearby branch watching me.
Back to the screen door I go and call out “Tony, we have five Owls in our tree!” This time out he came. “Five, WOW that is incredible." Now I am thinking well hell yes that is incredible, how many people can say they even have two Barn Owls in their tree, and we have five!
They are still here this morning, but they are hiding the babies so this is the best picture I could get at 6:00 AM. I will try to take a few more photos this evening. I feel like a Grandparent!
This picture is of the two adults. The Owlets are to the right under a lot of thick branches. I can see them, but was not able to get a good photo.
One of the Owlets (added June 11)
This photo is of Our Visitor last year. I like to believe that it came back with its family this year.
It seems to me I’d like to go
Where bells don’t ring nor whistles blow;
Where clocks don’t strike and gongs don’t sound
And I’d have stillness all around—
Not real still stillness, but just the trees’
Low whisperings, or the hum of bees,
Or brooks’ faint babbling over stones
In strangely, softly tangled tones.
Or maybe a cricket or a katydid,
Or the songs of birds in the hedges hid,
Or just some such sweet sounds as these
To fill a tired heart with ease.
Visitors
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